"They say the same thing?" I asked.
Kieran nodded.
"Tons of craziness about me and her. They were going nuts about saving and protecting Otti again. This time... they sent a picture," he told me.
"Picture?" I asked, my eyes going wide.
"It was of me and Otti, right before we closed the front door of her house after the flowers you got her were delivered. I had my arms wrapped around her. It came with an ugly message about how it will be his arms one day," he said.
"And Derek was able to track it this time?" I asked.
"Sort of," Kieran replied. "He found out that it was coming from back home. By the time we pinned down the exact location and I sent someone to go look... Well, my guys found a broken burner phone in a nearby trashcan."
"f***k," I muttered.
"I think this person might kn
