I grinned. “I was so mad all week that I had completely forgotten the pull. It only took one look in her eyes for me to remember.” I swallowed the growing emotions. “I can’t go back to not having her. As soon as Ivan is done with her, he will either kill her, or keep her until she wishes she were dead.”
“Well, I can’t give you an exact location, but I can give you the whereabouts.” Jorge finally broke eye contact with the computer screen. “They are in a warehouse on the South side of the city.”
Without a word, I turned and walked out Fiona’s office door. They both followed, Jorge still holding her work computer open in front of him. It was the only link we had.
“News?” Linda begged from her desk. I hadn’t even realized she had gone back to it.
“We’re getting closer. We have a general location. I will have Fiona call you as soon as she is safe.”
Linda nodded numbly and sat back down. Chris looked up from his desk, his office door open. He didn’t say anything and neither did I. I was in a hurry.
Jorge and I slid into my backseat while BoBo jumped in the front. Sitting still wasn’t working for me, so I called Keith.
“Do you have Bunny?”
“Yes. She’s in the studio acting like she is the Queen of the castle. What’s going on?”
“Fiona was able to make contact. I believe they are having her work off Randy’s debt. That’s what makes the most sense. She managed to send us a message of sorts. One of them sounds like she was calling Bunny a spy. Ivan is a favorite client of hers, she may have said things she wasn’t supposed to. Care to get her to talk?”
Keith snorted. “Not really, but I will. There is only one way that works with her.”
I grinned. “Well, we did say you needed to find your own entertainment.”
I could picture his grimace perfectly. He thought she was hot, but her personality tended to turn him off. I was sure Ivan had used the same methods Keith was about to. But Ivan probably enjoyed it more.
I spent the rest of the drive, after messaging Bruno where we were headed, just staring out the window. My mind flew back to that perfect weekend in Ventura.
Chapter 14
Dillan
By the time Fiona pulled into her parking garage, with her new little Toyota Corolla - because it was just her, so why did she need a bigger or fancier car - I had a bag packed for her and stowed in the trunk of my Aviator.
“Hey, beautiful.” I greeted her in the lobby. If she went up to her apartment, we’d probably never leave. And not just because of her.
“Hello yourself, handsome.” She grinned as she leaned in and kissed me.
Over her shoulder, I saw the security guard shaking his head with silent laughter. It was better than the worry he had a few moments ago. Someone had been spotted watching the building. He had a picture of the guy and wanted me to know. Eventually I would tell Fiona that her brother had found her. I figured he probably followed her home from dinner on Sunday. Now that she had her own car, she could get home on her own.
