“Sounds like we’re killing it, dude!” Sebastian holds both hands up for high-fives and I slap palms with him. “Hit me up again if the big guy needs another session.”

“Yeah, will do.” Damn it, no name drop.

Sebastian throws me a wave and struts off toward the parking lot. I’m literally watching my chance walk away.

Do something! Anything! What can I do to get more information?

An idea hits me—a stupid and dangerous idea.

“Chunky!” I call at the same time I start jogging toward my dog. He doesn’t move from his spot in the grass, only covering the ball protectively so I don’t take it away. “I don’t want your ball, dumbass. Let’s go!” I clip the leash on his collar, but he doesn’t move. I pull gently, and Chunky lets out a whine of disagreement. “Ride? Wanna go for a ride?”

That’s the magic word, because he hops up and takes off for the gate with fresh energy. I open the car door, but Chunky can’t get in on his own yet, so I pick him up and quickly get him in place with his seatbelt on.

I’m hurrying, but I won’t forego safety.

Pulling out of the parking lot, I take off down the road after Sebastian’s truck. I’d love to say I put the pedal to the medal, but I can’t. However, I do go a reasonable five miles an hour over the speed limit.

There he is!

I see Sebastian’s truck ahead and slow back down.

Don’t get spotted.

I’ve never been more thankful for my nondescript, bland sedan. I follow at a distance, noting that we’re heading out of the city and toward the surrounding areas. In fact, this is the same way I would go to visit Zoey, which supports the idea that Sebastian is heading to Yvette’s again.

As we get further out, traffic disappears and I have to drop back even more, but I see him turn ahead. I’ve been on this road, not too long ago, in fact. Sebastian’s truck turns into Yvette Horne’s neighborhood. It’s small enough that there’s no way I can follow and not be spotted, so I pull over to the side of the road and turn my hazards on.

I take some deep breaths and consider my options. Is there any way I can go down that street and verify where Sebastian went without getting caught?

I can’t walk in because I won’t leave Chunky in the car. I can’t drive in because with the way the neighborhood is, I’ll have to go slow, increasing the odds of being seen.