The call was connected. Brendan gnashed his teeth as he said, “Where the hell are you, McKinnon?!”

Deirdre said nothing. At the end of her silence came a click—and the call was hung up by her.

She stuck the phone back into her pocket, feeling disappointed that it was not Sterling. How was he? Was he okay? She had no idea how he was.

The only silver lining right now was how well-known the Fuller family really was in the city. Even a run-of-the-mill cab driver knew exactly where to take Deirdre