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“I’m looking for something,” he whispers.
Damned right he is—Ava!
“Jamie’s at Harvest Meadows. Mam and Camdyn took a couple of textbooks to ‘em today. He’s got a good team, getting intensive treatment,” Little Brody says.
“The best of the best?” I inquire.
“Yeah, I say we’ve got it.” Little Brody tugs his beard. Changing the subject, he asks, “Leith, have you made any leeway?”
Leith runs a hand over his face, then sips from a coffee mug. “Ava’s not renting a place, not using a license or credit cards. Brother,” he gestures to Brody, “you saw her?”
“In the flesh,” Brody says just as I pop the back of Leith’s head.
“Feckyou.”
“What? I’ve never seen her. Ya never even told me Ava’s last name. Do you know how many Avas there are in Los Angeles alone?” Leith asks. When I give him a look, he says, “I texted, asking for it.”
“What?” I growl, pulling my cellphone from my back pocket. Damn, I’d left Leith onreadwhile we’d argued via text a few days ago. Now, the ginger’s got an expectant look on his face. Ava’s last name . . .Where’s Marty when you need ‘em? Kier, you nugget, this is what becomes of a man who asks a woman to open up to him.
Forking his lip through his teeth, Leith mutters, “Yasnuckher into a different country. So, it’s not like I can check manifests or anything.”
Aye, he’s softening his statement for the lassies. We both know Ifeckingstole the lass.
“Funny thing ‘bout passports,” Leith says, “you can’t just appear in Never-Neverland and wish to return home. They start scanning her passport. When they realize she never officially left the States, they start asking questions. And that’s assuming the lass had one in her purse. Anyway, when I purchased Ava’s return ticket, I gave her TSA pre-approval, amongst other security clearances. She literally just had to waltz onto the commercial airplane.”
“Oh, you’re patting yourself on the back for that one!” Anger rises in me all over again. “Find her, youfeckinggenius!”
Placing on a razor-sharp grin, Leith buffs his own ego while sneering. “Shall I find Waldo, too? Kier, give me afeckinglast name.”
“Maybe she’s not ready to be found yet,” Kiera mutters.
“What are you saying?” I ask.
“Eh.” Kiera pushes scrambled eggs about. “Nothing.”
“Oh, but I hear a whole lotta something.” Leith narrow-eyes her. “Speak up, lassie.”
“Why are you so invested in—”
Chevelle sweetly cuts in. “Leith’s allego. Hell, I almost got jealous last night. Leith said, ‘Just a little while long—’”
“Hen,” Leith growls at his chuckling wife. “I don’t sound like that.”
Mia complains about Fruit Loops.
“Hush!” I pop the table. “I’m sending you to the Disneyland in Asia.” I deliberate on the farthest continent. “Let your da find Ava, and I’ll—”
“But I’ve been to Tokyo Disney,” Mia squeaks.
I look to Leith for assistance, but he’s glaring at Kiera.
I clutch a butter knife, poking my sister softly in her slender bicep. “Spill.”
“Okay,” Kiera gasps. “The cellphone I once called you-know-who with . . .”
“Brennan?” I cock a brow.
Kiera’s cheeks are blood red.Feck. I was half kidding. It’s not like a butter knife could inflict much pain.
