“What?”
“It’s that or end up like Kent, or worse. But let’s not think about that now. Delete everything off your phone, give me your passwords, and get going. He’s waiting for you at that address.”
She took a deep breath, ready to complain, but common sense kicked in and reminded her that this wasn’t her father and she couldn’t get away with sassing him as easily. She let the breath out again. “Thank you, sir. I’m sorry to bring this trouble on the pack.”
“I hope you will be more careful in the future, but equal blame lies with the people trying to hurt you. They are actively seeking us out. Go. I will call you later this evening.”
She nodded and headed for the door.
She drove north, past the turn off for the plant, past the turn off for her house, and on towards Missoula. She wasn’t
