Rowan's POV

"Did we lose them?" Bret asked, glancing nervously over his shoulder.

"Yeah, for now. Besides, they won’t chase us into public territory," I replied, steering our car through the busy streets.

"Okay, let's stop and shop a little. If we're going to rescue Sia, we need reinforcement," Bret said.

"You do know that I only recognize one Sia, and that’s the one in prison. As for this other one, let’s just call her 'the girl,' alright? Sounds better to my ears," I said, adjusting my sunglasses and smirking.

"Whatever, you’re lucky you’re my employer, or I’d have punched you in the face," Bret shot back.

"Yeah, whatever. Let's...