Chapter 78: Seventy Six

  Once Sansa was inside the salon, James moved his gaze to the rearview mirror. Yep, the red Rolls-Royce was still a little distance behind Tunde . The car had been following them for the past two minutes. Irritatingly, a white van was also following—the same white van that the human extremists used. Deeply suspecting that the Rolls-Royce was the Shade's car and that he had something to say,

  James drove away from the salon, not wanting him anywhere near Sansa . As he suspected, the Rolls-Royce followed him to the local park where James had yesterday taken Pack. Similarly, so did the white van.

  As James parked in the small, half-empty parking lot at the edge of the park, Tunde 's SUV took the space on his left, and the Rolls-Royce took the space opposite James 's car. The van pulled up a few cars away from the Rolls-Royce. As James got a glimpse of the driver of the van, he noticed the familiar profile. Jace. Fucker.