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CHAPTER THIRTY
CYRUS
After waiting in the parking lot for what seemed like forever, I see the same black Tesla from his house pull up. Rolling my window down, I reach my arm out and motion for him to park in the spot behind me. I see his nod before he whips his car next to mine, kills the ignition, and steps out with a laptop in hand.
Opening my passenger door, he slides in. “I found some more shit.”
I jut my chin in his direction. “What is it?”
He cocks his head to the side. “What happened to being pissy about me trying to dig for more, and what the fuck happened to your face? I know I didn’t do that.”
I press the split on my cheek and wince. “There is no threat anymore. I told you, Ghost has been handled.”
He raises a brow. “What does that mean?”
“The less you know, the better.”
He rolls his eyes and opens his laptop. After his fingers fly across the keyboard a few times, he turns it my way. “Feel like a road trip? Because we need to go to that address that was acting as a hive. There is a server there I can’t access unless I see it physically. The firewall is top-notch.”
Nothing but numbers in columns show on the screen as he stares at me, waiting for a reply. “Am I supposed to know what that is? ’Cause I don’t.”
He closes it, then pulls his seatbelt around him. After it’s clicked in place, he hits the fob to his car and locks it. “Just drive, dude.”
Putting my SUV in drive, I start to pull away from the Annalee. “Did you ever get access to the cameras at Carmen’s?”
I see him nod from my peripheral. “Yeah. I was able to set the loop up and take the other data and put it on a thumb drive.” He leans back in the seat, pushing his heels into the floorboard so he can wiggle it from his pocket. Resting his elbow on the console, he holds it up to me. I try to grab it, but he jerks his hand back. “Understand this is for her, not you.”
I inhale deeply through my nose, then snatch it from his hold. “Wouldn’t want it any other way.”
The drive here was awkward. Silence is normally my best friend since I’m used to being alone, but having this douchebag in the passenger seat, I felt on edge. Clearly, he doesn’t like me, and that’s fine, but it makes me worry he’s going to try some shit when I’m not paying attention. The only thing stopping him is Carmen, and she isn’t even here. Hell, I don’t even know where she is at this point, and that has me on edge in a different way.
Shaking the thoughts away, I make the last turn and hit the unmarked road. I follow it for a few minutes before a bland-looking house finally comes into view. “That’s it,” Bradley says, pointing at it as he stares at his open laptop.
As I turn into the drive, I put my defenses up and start watching my surroundings. The grass is overgrown and unruly, almost hiding the small, wooden porch. No lights shine from the inside, and no neighbors can be seen. Seems like the perfect place to hide or hide something.
Putting the car in park, I step out, then open the back door. Tiny jumps out and sits at my feet. “Go investigate.” I add a whistle and point to the back of the house.
He disappears with a soft bark as Bradley steps out. With his laptop in hand, he starts toward the front door.
“Wait. Let Tiny sniff around. He’ll let us know if he finds anything. We don’t know what’s in there.” I point to the house.
He kicks some gravel, then moves back to the SUV and leans against the hood. “Scared of a fight, hothead?”
Rolling my eyes, I lean against the car next to him. “No. I’m just not stupid. If it can be avoided, then why not go that route?”
He shrugs and closes his laptop, tucking it under his arm. “I gotta get my kicks somehow.”
“And it’s with fighting?” I scoff.
A smirk traces his lips. “Well, it was with fucking, but you stole my girl, so…”
“If you’re trying to piss me off, you’re succeeding, but there is more important shit to worry about right now rather than fighting your scrawny ass,” I bite back.
Just as he’s about to reply, Tiny comes from around the back, sniffing the ground in the front and making his way up to the porch. When he doesn’t sense anything, he comes back down and sits at my feet.
“Does this mean everything is okay?” Bradley asks, dropping the earlier subject.
Pushing off the hood, I start walking toward the door with Tiny in tow. “As okay as it can be for now.”
