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“f**k me,” I growled. By the time the tracker linked up to George’s phone, he was on the move and heading south to New York.
“Where do you think he was?” Nick asked.
I shrugged. “I don’t know, somewhere north of here. Maybe Canada? I’m checking his credit cards to see if he purchased anything in the past two hours.” I searched and couldn’t find a f*****g thing. He was probably paying in cash. Smart bastard.
Logan was running a background on Connor MacCabe and so was I. His files were hard to find, immediately causing red flags to go up. The only people who had secret lives were people in the government, or people with enough power to hide what they do. Those were the ones you didn’t want to f**k with, but I’d take down anyone who stood between me and Hadley.
Nick pulled up a
