Page 86 of What They'll Say About Us

Once we were inside his apartment, he said, "You were right, Morgan. He was tracking you through the Jeep. I didn't take it off, because we might be able to use it."

I suddenly saw where he was going. "If you leave it on, you could lure him somewhere," I said.

"Exactly. We can bring him to us."

I felt a wave of excitement. "That's a great idea. We don't have to look over our shoulders if we're waiting for him."

"You won't be waiting," Colton said firmly. "I will. You're done with the Jeep, Tessa. This vehicle is bait, and you are not going to be bait."

"If he doesn't see me in the Jeep, and you lure him to a location, he might run."

"I'll put the Jeep in a place where that can't happen."

"Well, you can't take it to the police station."

"No, it will be somewhere else, but I'll have units backing me up. We're going to get him," he said, new energy in his voice.

"I hope so," I said.

"Hello?" Morgan said.

"Sorry," I said, turning my attention back to the phone. "Colton has a plan."

"I heard. I think it's a great one, but where are you going to be, Tessa?"

I glanced at my watch. "Since Colton won't let me be part of the trap, I guess I'll go to the theater and see who's there. But I don't think rehearsals are starting until eleven, so I'll get a cab to your location, and we can talk before then."

"Okay. Room 2310," she said, also giving the name of her hotel.

"I'll see you in a little while." As I ended the call, Colton gave me a frown. "What's that look for?"

"I think you should go to wherever Morgan is and stay there. Where is she, by the way?" When I hesitated, he said, "You really don't trust me?"

"Actually, I do trust you. She's at the Hilton by the river."

"Then go there and stay there. You're still a target."

"I can't just sit on my hands."

"That's exactly what you should do. I'm on this. I'm going to find Paige's killer."

I liked his confident determination. "I hope so, but I think I'll be fine at the theater."

"Where you almost got crushed by something falling on you."

"That won't happen again. I'll be careful," I told him.

"Fine. I would offer to drop you off?—"

"But you can't. We don't want the tracker to go to the hotel where Morgan is."

"I'll put you in a cab, and then I'll work on setting a trap."

I didn't bother to argue as he walked outside with me, insisting that he call a cabbie he knew personally to make sure I got where I was going. I appreciated his thoughtful worry. It was nice to have him on my side and working along with me.

As we waited in front of his building, I said, "Thanks for the couch."

"You fell asleep before I left the room."