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“We know which safe sites the company owns.”

“No, you don’t.”

A pause.

Then Kane laughs once.

“Taylor finished the other property.”

“Yes.”

“He owes me fifty dollars.”

“Why?”

“He told me the permits wouldn’t clear until next month.”

“You can collect later.”

“What do you need?”

I look toward the hall leading to Sage’s room.

Her backpack is at Iron Ridge.

Everything she owns is inside it.

Her clothes.

Her letters from Addy.

The few photographs she managed to carry from Mae’s house.

She should have them.

But not enough for me to send my men into a trap.

“Stay away from the compound.”

“You said that.”

“Navarro knows Iron Ridge. He may have people watching it.”

“Who’s Navarro?”

“The man who paid five thousand dollars for Sage.”

Kane goes silent again.

“He thinks that means she belongs to him,” I continue.

“He said that?”

“More than once.”

“Then he isn’t very bright.”

“No.”