Chapter 47
Brielle
As the coffee Allen so thoughtfully provided begins to kick in, my mind clears of its cobwebs, and within the first hour of being on the road the caffeine propels me into a better mood.
Not that I want to always be up before the c***k of dawn, I note sarcastically to myself. This will not become a regular thing. No way.
But with my brain beginning to function properly, I realize that in all my ranting yesterday I did not do one vitally important thing – think through exactly what kind of trap is necessary to lure in whoever is stalking me.
“Allen, do you have any ideas of how we’re going to do this?” I ask. “Because I’ll be honest, I am just now realizing I did not think that part through.”
“I know. That is why we are meeting with my entire team, not just Pete and
