“Yes, it was a wreck when we got it, but we restored it and pimped a few things.”
“Be still my beating heart. Marry me, Sydney,” James begged as he fell to his knees and held a hand over his heart in a dramatic gesture that made them all laugh.
“Get up, you idiot.” Mercy shook her head even as her lips twitched with a smile.
“Sorry, James, I have a thing for tall, dark, and handsome and you’re only tall.” Sydney quipped showing her cheeky side.
Kingsley laughed at the expression on James’ face but knew he had taken it in fun when James also laughed. “You wound me.”
“As I was saying,” Kingsley said, getting back to business, “we found a book in the compartment with a poem in it. Sydney believes it leads us to her mom’s aunt’s place in Indiana. I propose we—that is Sydney and I—go there and see if we can find anything while Mercy poses as Sydney to draw out Rutherford and his men.”
Mercy looked at Sydney. “I can do that. We’re similar in build and looks.”
“I need you to be visible but not obvious. James, you act as if you’re guarding her. We’ll hide the car in the garage so they have to go looking if they want to find her. I suspect by now they have a clue she’s got help, but they won’t necessarily know it’s us yet. It’s not going to take them long to figure it out though. And someone will have to get my car from her dad’s place.”
“Yep, sounds good to me.”
“Right. Let’s get moving on this. I want to be on the road in a couple of hours.”
“We’re driving?” Sydney asked as everyone stood.
Kingsley moved closer to her fighting the pull to touch her but worried he would scare her off if he pushed. “Yes, they’re less likely to trace us if we drive. We can stop halfway if you want.”
“I hope you have a spare car then because let me tell you, I’m used to a certain level of comfort in a car, and a Prius isn’t gonna cut it.”
“Is that so? Well, maybe I’ll put the Prius in the garage and get my other car out.” He moved closer and watched her eyes dilate.
“Yeah, and what car is that?”
He stopped a hair’s breadth away from her. “You’ll have to wait and see won’t you,” he said his voice a husky growl.
“Umm, I guess so.” She tipped her head to the side, watching him intently.
Yep, this woman was going to kill him on this ride.