"Diversion?" Sydney suggested. "A false trail to stall us.""Maybe," I acknowledged.As I contemplated, the biker Luca had referred to as Frank walked to a nearby table with an open laptop. He sat down, his fingers running across the keys, before grunting, "What's the address, Tommy?"The male holding the phone repeated the question into the receiver. The caller rattled off an address. Tommy relayed it back to Frank whose fingers flew across the keyboard.Both Ever and I walked to stand behind Frank. His spine tensed at our approach, but he didn't take his attention away from the monitor. Placing a finger on the screen, he muttered, "Here."We stared intently at the map he'd pulled up.Ever took out his phone and keyed in the information. Lips pressed into a hard line, he muttered, "Yeah, about an hour away. But this is too easy.""I agree," I scowled. Dagger wouldn't make it that easy for me to find him.But if not there, then where?My Wolf paced in the back of my head, his impatien
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