Page 97 of Sinful King

She pointed to the glove box and I opened it.

“Been watching the tracker, I put on him. Look at the marked locations on that phone and tell me what you see.”

I powered it on and scrolled through, frowning once I picked up the pattern.

“What’s he been doing up in Ithaca?”

And only after Sean’s grandda had come to town.

“Your guess is as good as mine…” she pulled from the spot after his car disappeared from the block. “But let’s go find out.”

We kept a two mile distance from him, following the tracker instead of his car.

It took about five hours to get to Ithaca, and by the time we caught up to Landell the sun had risen and the traffic of the city disappeared.

“It’s residential,” I said, frowning as she rode by where he’d parked before continuing on to a gas station a mile away. “He wouldn’t have another family in the same town as his bosses father, would he?”

All the times Darragh had come up here would put Landell in the same area.

Violet drummed her fingers against the steering wheel.

“We’ll wait for him to go back and find out what’s inside,” she said, dropping her head against the seat headrest. “Let me see the phone.”

I handed it over, she punched in a phone number and put it on speaker.

“Moonlight,” Finn said upon picking up, loud banging in his background. “You never call.”

She had a smile spread across her face that made my lips lift.

Their love was so calm, which was funny considering nothing had ever been calm about Finnegan Oisin O’Sullivan.

“I know but this is different,” she said. “You didn’t need to put a tracker on me.”

He laughed.

“Nothing beats a failure but a try. What’s good, baby. You need something?”

She cut her eyes at me.

“Blair and I are in Ithaca.”

Finn’s background had gone silent before he responded.

“Oh, yeah?” he finally said. “Need somewhere to stay?”

I put the back of my hand to my lips to hide the smile forcing its way across my face.

“Do you think your grandda will loan his ranch?”

“Of course he will,” Finn said without hesitation. “You can get into the gate with my code. I’ll send it in a message.”

“Make good choices, Sunshine.”

He laughed again before ending the call with,I’ll do my best.

“He won’t do shit,” she mumbled through a chuckle, handing the phone back and pulling from the gas station.

We rode by the house and Landell was still parked outside but no movement otherwise. It wasn’t until we were a few miles away I noticed he’d began to move.

---