Chapter Twenty. Subterfuge.
The sleepy roads where the large millionaire homes of the rich and famous resided stretched out, along the water's edge. Liane placed the team directly in the centre of some dunes, hidden from view.
“Do you know which house it is?” Liane asked, as Hamish shook his head, before turning to Ross.
“Enya sent me the address, by my reckoning, it should be that light blue painted one three houses down,” Hamish indicated with his hand to the house he believed Ronnie would be brought to.
“Should we not have stayed in the city and tracked her from there?” Lucas asked.
“Pointless. They were loaded into vans, according to the CCTV footage. I am great at what I do but not a miracle worker. They headed towards New York city centre, there were too many scents to pick
