“gained speed. Zane listened for clues as to their whereabouts, but the only thing he was able to determine was that they were in an area of fairly heavy traffic. Vehicles moved past them in both directions, and on two different occasions, horns were blown. But where were they going? The German had indicated there would be a meeting but with whom? And for what purpose? He still wondered why he hadn’t been killed. Maybe they wanted to interrogate him in order to find out what organization he worked for. Unless they had been able to salvage something from his phone—which he doubted—for all they knew, he could be working for a competitor, for the United States government, or for the family of the deceased. Other than that, he couldn’t think of any reason for an interrogation. After an hour of driving at speed, the vehicle began to slow.”