48. VIN
VIN
The text comes in from Sophie and I immediately know that something is wrong. She barely let me drive her to the coffee shop. No way is she texting and asking for me to come get her eight minutes after I dropped her off.
I have a guy planted in the coffee shop already. He held the door open for Sophie, an anonymous patron like her, then took a seat at the front window where he has a good view of Sophie and I have a good view of him.
I text him to find out what’s happening and he replies that it looks tense and another man has joined them, someone they’re calling Rocco. And Sophie looks upset.
FUCK.
I text my driver to wait out front, text the men I have in place to follow me, and then I text Ronan:
This war has gone
far enough. It’s
time for you and
I to meet.
Time to go get my girl.