Chapter 86

“He doesn’t get on well with other kids. He doesn’t get on well with people, period.”

Rafi’s phone rang. “Tasha! Did you get in touch with Christian?”

“No, he hasn’t answered. But I did hear from Lyle. Uncle Eddie managed to track Christian’s phone—they’re headed for somewhere in Chelsea.”

“Chelsea?” Rafi smacked the wall in a surge of epiphany. There was one person Christian got on well with. “Amber lives in Chelsea.”

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Rafi had to turn on his headlights as they hauled tail to Amber’s Chelsea townhouse; for all that it was barely four, the sky was dark and thick with clouds, threatening rain any moment.

“—and if you hear from Christian, let us know, and for God’s sake don’t let my uncle near him.” Julian jabbed the end button on his phone.

“She’s probably still talking to the lawyers,” Rafi sighed. “Too polite to check her phone during a meeting.”

A text arrived with a tiny chime; Julian opened it and swore.

“What is it?”