“I want to know what Reid knows, when he knows it,” Araneae said after handing me the lockbox as we settled into the back seat of one of my reinforced SUVs.

After the near miss the other day by the drive-by SUV and what we may have possibly discovered, there were no precautions I wouldn’t take. With Patrick in the shotgun position and Garrett driving, we were on our way to the apartment where Reid was waiting—practically biting at the bit to get his hands on ...