Her blue eyes light with excitement. “Now Google Exuma, Bahamas and stocking.”
“Smart.” I add the words to my search engine. “There’s a Stocking Island in Exuma. It’s a five-minute boat ride from Great Exuma island.”
Lacee bounces up and down on her toes. “We need to go there! Stocking Island—that’s where Sienna will be.”
I shake my head, letting my smile drop. “You can’t come with me. It would be best if you didn’t get involved further. I don’t know what we’ll find in Exuma or what kind of trouble Sienna’s in.”
Lacee takes a step forward, I think to intimidate me, but really I just find the action adorable. She places her finger on my chest, poking me with it. “Listen, Park. You involved me the second you stuck that computer chip on my scarf. You can’t change your mind now. Whoever these people are, they’ve seen me with you, and I’ve seen 007. They always kill the pretty girl with the spy dude. So I’m coming with you, and you better get used to it.”
“Fine.” My lips spread into a wide grin. I can’t help it. “Pack your bags, Lacee. Oh, wait. You don’t have any bags, just a pair of Frosty the Snowman pajamas.” She punches me on the shoulder, and I make a dramatic show like it hurts. “I’m kidding. We are going to Exuma, Bahamas. But first, we just have to find a way to get there.”
TWENTY-NINE
SIENNA PRIME
What the heck is happening?
I updated Todd Allen about Park’s locations because he’s my boss, and that’s part of my job. I figured Todd would send in a few men to tail Park, making him stick to the original plan, but I didn’t expectthis.
I didn’t expect an ambush at the bar in Leavenworth with a car chase and gunfight to follow. And I certainly didn’t expect an organized attack at the convenience store. I don’t know why there’s been so much wreckage and dead people.
Is Todd trying to take Park out?
And not just him.
It’s clear that Todd’s men are fully prepared to kill Lacee Warren, too, and that doesn’t make any sense. Unless they aren’t Todd’s men. Is there a third party that has access to the information I’ve been passing along to Todd and Derek? Because they are the only two people who know I’m working on this case and know where Park’s at. It’s like all the information I’ve given them is coming back to bite me in the butt, and it doesn’t add up.
At least now, Park’s headed to Exuma.
That was the end goal the entire time.
The mission will be accomplished, and then I can finally stop living this lie.
THIRTY
LACEE
“So this Derekfriend of yours, he can just do whatever you need him to do?” I ask Park as we walk around a small airport in the middle of Idaho. The winter sky is dark, and there’s a full display of stars twinkling against the navy backdrop.
“Yeah, basically. Derek can do anything.”
“What did you say to him when you talked to him on the phone?” I wanted to overhear Park’s conversation, but he took the phone call privately.
“I just told him that we needed to get to Exuma, and he gave me the location of a nearby small airport.”
“Yeah, but you can’t just walk into an airport, steal a plane and fly it to the Bahamas without anyone noticing.” I follow behind him, trying to keep pace. “Can you?”
Park stops walking, and I nearly bump into him. “Who says we’re stealing a plane?” He shifts, so he’s looking over his shoulder at me.
Okay, I’ve got to be honest.
This spy side of Park is freaking hot.
It’s like James Bond, Jason Bourne, and Ethan Hunt combined together to make some delicious Christmas spy strudel.
A normal person would freak out and try to get away. But not me. No, the truth is, I feel safe with Park. There’s a look in his eyes that tells me he’d do anything to protect me, and I trust that look.
“Okay, what are we doing here if we’re not stealing a plane?”
