Chapter 119: The Trap

Jettison’s POV

“Stone, there's an info about discarded a sweatshirt and face cap spotted at a dump site downtown.”

That was all Rodger had to say to get me back on my feet. Now I was in the car with him and several of my club men, speeding through the city toward the location to see if the rumors were true.

My jaw was locked tight, my fingers clenching hard around the steering wheel as I kept my gaze fixed ahead on the road before us though my body was here but my mind wasn't it was in somewhere else entirely.

“Stone, do you really think this is a good idea?” Rodger asked somewhere along the road, glancing at me from the passenger seat. “This could be a sham for all we know.”

I didn’t answer as my thoughts and mind kept drifting away and circling around one person.

Emilia.

And the question she had asked me earlier.

I wouldn’t lie; I was completely taken off guard by it. I never expected that question, not from her of all people.

How she found out about Chicago, I couldn’t understand.