I hadn't thought about that, but she's right. Jayde said she was in the next town over. Not the major city, the town. At a motel. What kind of sightseeing is that?
"She's 24?" War asked, looking at Jayde for a moment. "She barely looks 18."
"Exactly why Anthony wanted her," Sabel grumbled.
"That's what she says."
"You get a last name?" War asked.
"Yeah, but I don't think it was real. I haven't looked her up yet."
"Not real?"
"Smith is usually the last name you give someone when you don't want to give them your real one," I told him.
"Okay, well, what else did she say?" he asked.
"Not much," I replied. "She was careful how she answered me."
"Careful how?"
"Only answered exactly what I asked. Didn't elaborate or give anything else."
"That's weird," Sabel said.
"Could be becau
