Birdie's POV

The drive to Frankfort was uneventful, other than eating dinner at a fast-food restaurant before leaving Lexington. I sat in the backseat with my iPad in my lap and headphones on while Dad and Uncle Theo talked business in the front. Theo hadn’t looked at me when I walked outside to get to the car. He was already sitting in the passenger seat, talking on the phone with someone. Probably the guy who sold the car to him.

I sat right behind him, but with Dad in the car, I ...