(Sienna’s POV)
I look up sharply when Arthur mentions my name from the doorway. Seeing him, I jump to my feet. “Has your private investigator found anything?” I ask.
He nods and walks over to me with a folded piece of paper in his hand. “This is the address where you can find Owen. I don’t think you should go alone.”
I take the paper from him, my eyes lowered to the floor. “I understand, but I need to speak to him... alone, it’s important.”
“I understand,” he says, handing me the keys to his vehicle. “I’ve programmed the address into GPS for you. It’s gassed up and ready to go.”
My heart skips a beat at the lovely gesture. “Thank you,” I whisper. “I’m going to grab my purse and head that way.”
As I reach the stairs, Arthur whispers, “Sienna?”
I turn my head to look at him in a
