Chapter Five
After I wrapped my mind around what I’d just committed to, I checked in with all my clients, made the necessary arrangements, and grabbed the key from Larissa. The following afternoon, I entered Los Angeles with my canine companion riding shotgun. I had called Leah to fill her in but upon receiving her voicemail, my enthusiasm for sharing my plans waned, and I hung up with the somber realization that it would be a strange adventure without my wingman.
Logan worked as an officer with the California Highway Patrol and was on shift, so we agreed to meet for a quick bite later that evening.
The extra time should have been a blessing, but after a long day of driving with nothing other than a snoring canine to confer with, I was not only antsy, I was grating on my nerves and slow
