Chapter 22

• REMY
• If I was an iPhone, where would I be? Where is it? Où est-il? That’s the question I repeatedly asked myself as I combed through the multistory house. I’d searched every room, checked every drawer, and cracked every passcode when I came across a safe but came out empty. Fortunately, I’d done my internship at a company that specialized in security products including safes, so that wasn’t even a challenge. The challenge was trying to figure out where the damn thing was and giving in to the craving. I needed a smoke badly but that would definitely give me away, I had to hold out a little longer.
• Zack and I had been texting back and forth, trying to help each other, he had just suggested I check the bedrooms on the top floor, namely her brother’s and mother’s rooms, where I was at risk of bumping into Dani. I’d track the phone. It would have been so much easier to use the in-built tracker but Zack had nothing. No box, no serial number, nothing. He said Dani had set up the whole thing for him and he didn’t even know the password for his cloud. He was the definition of incompétent. A lot of help he was, I was on my own.