GRANDMA CELIA'S POV
“How accurate is this information?” I asked firmly, eyeing the man standing in front of me. It had not been up to six hours since I had contacted him to look into Francisca and Venus. How had he come up with a location in such little time?
The agent looked at me and I could almost see a hint of a frown on his very young face. “It is a hundred percent accurate,” he answered quickly, sounding very sure of himself. “I got the location of the hospital from my sources and they are never wrong.”
So was Jackson's, immediately the thought materialized in my head, I quickly chided myself. Jackson was no longer going to be a part of my life, not with the way he had treated me the last time we saw. Slamming the door in my face?! How dare him?!
Dragging my attention back to th
