CHAPTER 153

Lincoln

I park at the curb in front of our unit. “You might not like it but I need your schedule.”

Shelby opens her eyes and her head snaps in my direction. “You’re right, I don’t like it,” she grumbles.

“Look, I’m working to stop this guy from killing someone else and now I’m saddled with you. You’re a grown woman and you should be able to monitor yourself. But, your uncle sees differently. We’ll make it easy. Take my cell number and text me your whereabouts throughout the day. I couldn’t care less what you do as long as you stay out of trouble, but it’s that or I put handcuffs on you and attach one end to something in your bathroom.”

Her laugh tells me she doesn’t believe a word of my threat. “Does that line work on the bad guys you deal with?”

I pinch the bridge of my nose in frustration. “What the hell do you want from me, Shelby?” I say wearily. “Please. Meet me halfway.”

Her expression changes and my anger dissipates. “Was that so hard? Be nice and I’m more likely to follow your