Chapter 6
Isobel wasn’t sure how Devlin had done it, but he’d somehow left all except one of the team back at the houseboat.
Her brother had put his foot down about her touring Seattle without security. And Devlin had made sure that security was Hannah, and just Hannah. Probably just as well, because if it had been Ricardo, Michelle would have found a way to come too, and Isobel wasn’t up for that at the moment.
Rather than taking the team’s Chevy Suburban with tinted windows, he’d fetched his own car. She’d expected a muscle car, which had been half right. She hadn’t expected a perfectly cherry 1957 Chevy One-Fifty. It was dusky maroon except for the white on the upper rear quarter panels and trunk lid.
“I don’t drive her often, but I figure most folks will be looking at the car, not
