The Blonde Who Came in from the Cold (The Blonde Identity #2)

Chapter Fifty-Nine

King

King was drunk when he picked up the phone, but of course he remembered the number.

“What?” Sawyer sounded tired and out of breath and so frustrated, he could scream, and that’s how King knew he was right—Sawyer

was looking for Alex because Alex was the only person alive who could make someone that angry.

So King sighed. And whispered, “Paris. She’s on her way to Paris.”