Page 35 of Crimson Heart

Meanwhile, Francisco pointed at the screen. “She’s in San Francisco. Looks like Marina or Cow Hollow.”

“Check where Byron’s phone is pinging from.”

Francisco followed his command, and a moment later, he pointed to the same spot as before.

“Same location.”

“Fuck!” Jude cursed. “What’s at that address?”

Was Byron showing her some of the sights?

Francisco switched to another program and entered the coordinates. It spit out an address, which he entered into another search bar. Even though all this happened rapidly, to Jude it felt like an eternity.

Francisco swiveled on his chair, facing him now.

“It’s the address of Cameron’s flat. You know it’s still in the family’s hands.”

Anger and fear collided inside him. What was Byron doing with Charlotte? Why were they at the same place when he should have dropped her off hours ago so she could do some sightseeing? There were two distinct answers to his questions, and he didn’t like either one.

“Francisco, find Austin and have him meet me by the cars.”

“You don’t think he would hurt her?”

“I don’t trust him further than I can throw him.”

He should have never accepted his offer to give Charlotte a lift into the city. Byron never did anything for the benefit of others. Fuck! Charlotte had come to him for protection, and what had he done? He’d handed her over to a man who was capable of anything.