Ezra's gaze narrowed as he stared at the app on his phone—an app he hadn't downloaded but inexplicably found there.
When he inspected it, realization hit him: it was a phone tracker. His teeth clenched in anger.
There was no doubt it had to be Dawn; she was the only one with the capability. How had she managed to access his phone?
Sure, he had skipped setting a password, which gave her the perfect opportunity to install the tracker. That was about to change. He deleted the app and went straight to the settings. Once he was finished, a pattern lock secured his phone.
Frowning, it suddenly clicked: now it made sense how she had tracked him that day and spied on everything between him and Evie.
How long had she put this tracker on his phone? Even with the new password, was his phone secure?, or had it been completely hacked? Maybe he needed a new one—one she wouldn't have a clue about.
