“Ground, yes. Underground, no,” I counter. There is no way in hell I’m meeting up with Scarlet without Ruby there. She will skin me alive. Not that she has any reason to be jealous or worried, but the threat is real to her, and I won’t exacerbate that.

“So we are back to square one,” Cillian says after a long pause.

“Yep,” Ramsey mutters. “Don’t shoot me in the face, please, but maybe we trust her to handle this?”

“I’m not leaving her alone,” I grit out. “Don’t you see how dangerous that is? We’ve already lost her once…”

“We aren’t going to lose her,” David says. “I will do what I can to track her down, but Ramsey might be right. We have to leave her to do this on her own.”

“Just don’t,” I snap, jabbing my finger at him. “I don’t want to hear from you.”

He sighs, but keeps quiet.

“If you four aren’t going to help me find her, then I’ll do it myself,” I state, heading for the door.

“Hang on,” Cillian says. “Who said I was out?”

I pause. Good point. He hasn’t said much of anything since we killed Connor not all that long ago.

“I’m not out either,” Layton says.

“Oh, for fuck’s sake,” David snaps. “None of us are out. I just think if Ruby knows we are interfering, she will rip our balls off.”

I snort. “Well, you aren’t wrong there, but where do we start?”

“By heading to Liverpool and speaking to Scarlet,” Ramsey says, jabbing his finger at me now. “Get over whatever you feel about her, but we need all the help we can get.”

Inwardly, I sigh. I’m outvoted and it seems that unless I’m going off on my own – which a few weeks ago would have been my preferred method of execution, but now seems like a stupid and stubborn idea – it seems I have to adopt this plan of theirs.

“Fine,” I mutter. “But we leave that as a last resort. First, we try to find her the old-fashioned way.”

“Agreed,” David says. “So where do we start?”