Page 169 of Good Boys Don’t Bite

“You saw it.”

“Unlock it.”

“Why?”

“I want the number.”

“There isn't one.”

“I want the message.”

“What are you going to do?”

“Call Bell.”

“No.”

The answer came so quickly Ronan almost laughed. Not because anything was funny. Because of fucking course.

“Yes.”

“No.”

“Someone is watching Dylan.”

“Apparently.”

“And they sent the picture to you.”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“I don't know.”

Ronan stared at him. Elliot's eyes didn't move. The message replayed in his head. You aren't the only one watching. Ronan frowned.

“Wait.”

Elliot's face emptied. There. Another one. Another fucking thing.

“What does that mean?”

“I don't know.”

“Bullshit. Why would they say you aren't the only one watching?”

“Maybe they know I've been looking into everything.”

“That isn't watching.”

“Maybe they think it is.”

“Have you been watching Dylan?”

“No.”

“Following him?”