"That," he said, practically drooling as he accepted the plate, "smells pine."
"Then eat up." I sat down on the chair beside his bed and followed my own advice. I was about halfway through my meal when my phone rang again. This time the tone said it was Stane.
I cursed softly. "I swear, people are intent on not letting me eat today."
"So ignore it," Tao said sagely. "It's not like you can't ring him back."
Azriel appeared by the chair and offered me the phone. "It could relate to the storage unit."
"Yeah." I accepted the phone and hit the ANSWER button. "Stane, what's up?"
"Genevieve Sands just got out of a taxi in front of that storage place again."
I glanced at Azriel. "Maybe we spooked her."
"Could be."
"I think we should go see what she's doing." To Stane, I added, "I discovered her address today. Do you think it'll help you dig up any other information about her?"
"Worth a try."
I gave him the address, then added, "And while I'm thinking about it, have you still got that bug we used at the nightclub?"
"Certainly do. I wasn't about to let that baby go—do you know how hard those things are to get?"
Given they were black market, I'd imagine very hard, and very expensive. "What's the range of the thing?"
"Fairly extensive. Why?"