Page 28 of Wicked Dance
“Let’s fight fire with fire,” I say. “Have your people put up fake location spottings to decoy them away from us.”
Blitz laughs. “Love it. I bet I can get Duke to drive my old car around LA and get the sightings even more credibility.”
“If they think we’re in LA, then we can discredit the ones that are real,” I say.
“I’ll get them on it,” Blitz says. “Because I really don’t want crazy people showing up at Dreamcatcher.”
“Exactly,” I say, my heart hammering. “And we can’t live like this.”
“I’ve been living this way for two years,” Blitz says. “But I do think it’s time I got the gray rental back. This car is just too obvious.”
“I know exactly who to have drive it around town,” I tell him, then get a case of the giggles so bad that when we stop at a red light, Blitz has to thump me on the back so I can catch air.
He’s laughing too. “What is your evil mind cooking up now?”
“We’ll give this car to the bodyguard, Ted. He’ll handle the crowds.”
Blitz nods. “I like it. And that boy could use a real set of wheels.”
We get on the highway for a while, making sure none of the zealous girls are trying to follow us. Our hotel is pretty secure, used to celebrities and politicians, but there is no point in making it easy to find us.
We’ll up our game to keep our privacy, but one thing is pretty obvious now.
We’re going to have to deal with the three finalists.
