Sophie agreed to meet with me the following morning. I made another quick call to my ex-girlfriend, Toni, at the Scottsdale jail and let her know about Indigo. It was an awkward conversation, both of us still regretting how our brief fling had ended, but she agreed to keep Indigo safe. Apparently, two COs had lost their job over what had already happened to Indigo.
I hitched a ride on the back of Fuego’s bike, while Shea doubled up with Dragon to pick up her bike at the old Greek restaurant.
When we arrived, the parking lot of the blighted strip mall was dark except for the motorcycle headlights. All of a sudden, I felt very alone. The thrill of rescuing Ciara and avoiding arrest had faded.
“You heading back up to Sycamore Springs?” I asked Shea.
“Not yet. We want to stick around until
