Elora’s POV.
The room shrinks for a moment as the name settles in my brain. Sinead O’Hara. Conrad’s aunty, Seamus’s little sister.
“You’re sure about this?” I ask her and she nods her head.
“Where’s your proof?” I ask her and she looks at me.
“Here,” Trinity says as she pulls out her phone and unlocks it before handing it to me.
“What am I supposed to be looking for?” I ask her, and she sighs.
“In the folders section there is a file named intel. Everything you need is in there.” Trinity says and I navigate through the phone and find the folders and open them and see the file labelled intel. I tap on it, and its pages and pages of notes, text messages, e-mails, photos. Everything and nothing at the same time.
“It doesn’t say anywhere that it is Sinead.” I say when Trinity steps up an
