Limo Patrol - Lily Thai -

“Someone like the woman who drove the ambassador’s daughter out of Shanghai in a trunk.”

“Where?” Diego whispered.

Lily reached into her jacket and pulled out a worn leather badge holder. Inside was a cracked ID from Black Diamond Executive Protection—a firm that had gone under three years ago. “Because I used to be the driver for the Chinese ambassador’s dissident daughter. Got her out of Shanghai in the trunk of a stretched Cadillac. Cost me my license and my career. But she’s alive. She’s teaching law in Vancouver.” Limo Patrol - Lily Thai

“It’s 2:30 AM. Do it.”

Lily got in, closed the door, and tapped Diego’s shoulder. “Sunset to the 101 south. Do exactly what I say, when I say it.” The black SUV followed two cars back. Lily watched it in the side mirror. “Someone like the woman who drove the ambassador’s

A disgraced elite driver turned night-shift limo patroller must protect a high-profile client from a ruthless syndicate, using only her wits, a beat-up scanner, and the unwritten rules of the black car world.

A Code 23 was limo-speak for situation above pay grade . Lily sighed, put the thermos down, and flicked on her yellow hazards. “En route.” “Because I used to be the driver for

“Now we go,” Lily said. “Not to a hotel. Not to her house. Somewhere they won’t look.”

Lily turned to Sienna. “You still have the condo in Silverlake? The one under your stylist’s name?”

“Because,” Lily said, “this isn’t about your brother finding you. It’s about him finding your driver. He doesn’t want to kill you, Sienna. He wants to make you afraid to run. And the only way to do that is to get to you through the people who help you.”