I should have known better.
Had it been for Annie's sake? She was supposed to see her nemesis was dead and become tractable for Vincent? Or was it –
I shook myself. Whatever it was, I had been wrong. They were that sick. Annie was out of their hands, but she wasn't in mine. And Kie –
Now – "Is she still in Paris/"
The girl shook her head. "That's what I'm trying to tell you. She was on the move even as we got the surveillance on her. She was planning to leave the community she was in. It was obvious from the feelers she put out. She was searching for something." She studied her own handful of papers, then stared into the tablet she'd brought with her as backup for the desktop she was using.
I rubbed my eyes and asked the question I didn't get to ask. "Do you have any idea, was she planning a trip? Was she booking a flight anywhere specific?"
The tech looked briefly taken aback. Then she caught herself and said, "The Asian woman isn't at the Paris address where you found her."
My breathing seemed to suspend. "Where is she?"
She consulted the tablet this time. "She's headed to the U.S. most likely, though she's making stops at places that are major tourist draws." She looked confused at that.
I wasn't. The way Kie was arranging things, she could have a series of boyfriends to help her pave the way since she wouldn't have automatic use of all of Vincent's accounts. She was traveling cheap and light.
I thought the heaviest thing she would carry would be the gun.
I thought she was coming here.
I thought I had to find Annie.