13“Don’t be ridiculous. Stefan’s job is tracking down stolen cars. Of course he deals with thieves.” I glanced at Bella, hoping for backup.
She perched on an upholstered chair across from me, her eyes closed, a hand flattened on each side of her belly. Twin floor lamps with rose-colored shades bathed the room in a pink glow which turned her hair color to orange. Her lips were clamped shut. She wasn’t going to chime in and take my side against Harry.
He cleared his throat. “I know you love the guy. I also know you don’t have a clue what he’s really doing in Poland.”
I squirmed in the chair and the casters squeaked. “s**t, Harry. Let’s concentrate on getting my father back, okay?”
For the next few seconds, the only sound in the room was Bella’s panting as she breathed shallowly through h
