Ronan regards the business card with a flicker of disdain. Not because it's Declan's, but because it's a business card, which feels like an awfully impersonal method of passing information. He is not a mere associate, after all.

He pockets it, anyway.

"I still don't answer my phone," Ronan warns. "But you can find the Meadows exactly where the Barns would be. There's not even a security system."