~~Drew’s PoV~~
Archer howls in my head as we recognize Bancroft, and I step in front of Bree, pulling her in tight behind me. How the f*ck did he find us? I scanned the area as we arrived and there was no sign of anything out of the ordinary. Is he here on his own? Why would he be? He must know as much about me now as I know about him, and he would want to have back-up before confronting me. I’ve had a lot more combat training than he has, and I can’t imagine a guy like him ever really gets his own hands dirty.
To be here at all, he must have had some inside information. I’m certain there’s no tracking device on Bree herself or they would have found us at the motel last night. Someone must have told him where we were heading, and the only people who knew that were the woman who helped us
