I hang up and fill Liev in.
“Not it,” he says immediately.
I flip him off, and he returns it, grinning.
An unpleasant thought pushes its way to the forefront of my mind. “So, we’re out of here sooner than planned,” I say, grabbing clothes off the floor.
He watches me a second too long, then waggles his brows. “Buuuut… It also means we have the night off.”
I grin slowly. “We do.”
“Hmm.” He catches my wrist, tugs me back down, and kisses the tops of my breasts over the bra. “Whatever will we do with all that free time?” he murmurs against my skin.
“I’m sure we’ll manage.”
Keke is lyinglike a starfish across her bed, half-naked and snoring. It takes Dani, Marco, and me twenty minutes to rouse her and get enough coffee down her throat to make her coherent. I decide telling her about the story and the potentially cancelled tour is above my paygrade and dial her manager. When Todd answers, I shove the phone into her manicured hand and head back to my bedroom.
Thirty seconds later, the shouting starts. It’s loud and with a degree of creative obscenity I didn’t think she was capable of.
Less than two hours after that, Liev and I are in the front seat of the SUV heading through the desert with a sulking Keke in the back seat.
When my phone screen flashes the heat warning, I hold it up so Liev can see. “I’d blame the desert, but yours is fine.”
He glances over with a frown. “How long has it been acting like this?”
I think for a second. “I noticed the battery issue before we left, but this complete meltdown it’s been having is just the last couple of days. I think it’s possessed.”
My forehead bunches, and I quickly type out a text and send it before adding, “Or like something is running in the background that shouldn’t be.”
Liev takes his eyes off the highway momentarily to look at me again. “Like a tracker?”
“Who’d want to trackyou?” Keke drawls from the backseat.
My stomach tightens, and I see Liev’s knuckles blanch on the steering wheel.
Neither of us answers her.
She huffs, crosses her arms, and stares out the window.
We drop her at the spa’s entrance forty minutes later. She doesn’t say goodbye as she shoulders her overnight bag, flips her hair, and disappears behind frosted glass doors.
I immediately dial Finn’s number. “I’m clear to talk now,” I tell him. “You’re on speaker.”
“I can’t access your phone remotely even with my software. Something is blocking it. It might be a byproduct of whatever firewall is installed on the software the person is using, but…”
“Let’s pretend I’m not into computers like you two,” Liev interrupts. “Can you scan her phone or not?”
“No.” I hear the sigh in Finn’s voice.
Even though I work in the cyber room and can do more than most with computers, I’m nowhere close to Finn’s level of genius. My brother was especially excited when Vincent introduced Finn to Elite. It’s rare to find an individual just as lethal with a computer as a gun.
“Should I just shut it down?”
“For now,” Finn agrees. “When I have the physical phone, I’ll be able to do more. I should be able to back up anything uncorrupted for you.”
“Could someone have been listening?” Liev asks.
“Possibly. There’s no way to know until I can access it.”
