Ella
Marcus's team caught Renner a third time two days later, this time close enough to the estate's east perimeter that they'd been able to photograph him clearly before he vanished back into the tree line.
"He's not just watching anymore," Marcus said, laying the photographs across the study table. "This close to the fence line, he's mapping our security response times. That's reconnaissance, not curiosity."
I studied the photo, a man in his forties with an unremarkable face, the kind that would blend into any crowd, and felt something settle cold in my stomach at the thought of him standing that close to the house while I slept.
"What does that mean for the timeline," I asked.
"It means whoever he's working for has decided you're worth watching closely enough to risk exposure doing
