Vance tried again. “This isn’t a traffic court. People get into trouble merely for being in the wrong place. You know that.” Adam looked down at his hands, then up. “I’m not robbing anyone,” he said. “I’m just the wheel. Then I’m out.” Vance heard a trap opening.
“Adam, you think you’ll remain unnoticed?” Vance asked. “Once you’re useful, they don’t let go.” Adam’s jaw tightened. “You never see me as anything except a future report,” he said. “You don’t actually believe I could do anything properly or honestly.”