23
Jeff drove south, away from the warehouse district, weaving in and out of the evening traffic.
“Can’t you go any faster?” Trevor growled.
As much as Kira hated to admit it, she found herself agreeing with him. Now that they finally had a new lead, she was anxious to move forward. For once, she wished she was the one behind the steering wheel. Every red light, every car that cut in front of them set her teeth on edge. She had no idea how much time they had. What if the person using Stephanie’s phone decided to change location? When Victor had sent her an update with the address, he had also let her know Stephanie’s phone had been switched off again.
“I’m going as fast as I can,” Jeff said, gripping the steering wheel and keeping his eyes on the road. “We’ll attract attention if we go
