That fact, combined with the safe house, the armed guards, the two men that had assaulted them on the boardwalk, and Watson’s honorific of “Agent” meant that Maya had put together a pretty good idea of what her father might have been spirited away for. At least, she believed she did, but she didn’t try to vocalize it or even ask any questions. She was smart enough to know that none of the men protecting them would give her an honest answer.
