After several minutes of simmering, Alyssalee rotated in her seat to face Cole. “How did you find me?” she asked.
“Stolen vehicle. More precisely, a stolen, what they used to call ‘muscle car,’” he answered with a grin. “When I heard that, I was sure it was you.”
“Muscle car,” she repeated. “I like how that sounds. I really loved that thing,” Alyssalee said with honest remorse. “But how did UNUM track me down? I’ve been off the grid.”
“I guess you got my message.”
“I thought it was just worry setting in, but the vibe felt like you. Like back in the prison cell and when you found me in the Radcliffe Wave.”
“Good thing you acted fast because you’d be locked up by now. They are doing a training exercise out there. I think the report of a stolen vehicle became part of the training. I don’
