(Issac POV)
My foot presses down on the accelerator. Forests and fields fly past the car window. The phone on the passenger seat has started to vibrate, drawing my attention away from the road. I grabbed it with one hand, pressed the green button and held it against my ear.
"Sawyer, did you find anything?" My serious voice echoed through the silent car.
"Issac, I'm in the house. Are you fashionably late again?" Sawyer's annoying voice rang on the other end of the phone.
"Don't blame. You know I've been busy. That's why I'm late." My eyebrows came together in a bunch.
"Yes, I'm already at the place waiting for you with the person you wanted to see." My brother's voice sounded a little quieter than usual.
"Are you sure this isn't a trick? I don't want to waste my precious time on h
