Everyone in LA knew where the Sinders’s house was located, but Rome didn’t know for certain that’s where Ella lived until he borrowed Bart’s phone and tracked his own to that location. “You’re crazy,” Bart said, pulling his car over behind Rome’s and getting out.
“Why do you say that?”
“Because, those hedges are tall, there’s a wall in there, too, you know, and you don’t even know which room is hers.”
“I’ll find her.” Rome was sure of that, though he didn’t know why. “You can go now.” He tossed the phone to Bart.
His friend caught it. “Maybe I should stay here--in case you get shot or they have attack dogs or something.”
Shaking his head, Rome headed to the barrier in front of him. “I’m fine.”
“Suit yourself.” Bart shrugged and headed back to his car. “I’d say call me if you need hel
