Chapter 9
Doyle
Doyle snapped the seatbelt around him and waited for Kord to get Brandon situated in the back seat before starting the car. Brandon was stubborn, Doyle had to give him that. Stubborn but foolish. Someone was after him and the last thing he needed was to be trotting around town making a target of himself. But, like it or not, he had a right to see the note and judge for himself.
“Ready,” Kord said as he buckled himself in next to Doyle.
“Where are we headed?” Doyle asked as the car started. He didn’t have a good feeling about this and he was beginning to have doubts about the case in general. But, visions of bills being paid and a larger business bank account, banished the doubts.
“Owen lives in the Society Hill Towers.”
Doyle knew the place, located at the other end o
