The instructions were specific but unclear.

Blue convertible, Clark Street coffee shop next to the station, 2 PM. There wasn’t a coffee shop on Clark. Colombe was on Grant, around the corner and a block away, a location identified on an A-Frame sign on the sidewalk outside the station.

1:57. The exchange would be less noticeable around the station, everyone focused on getting somewhere else. Too many people-watchers at Colombe.

Calling or texting wasn’t an option. His client wanted no digital footprints.

When the blue convertible stopped by the A-Fame and put on its flashers, he knew he’d chosen correctly.

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