Chapter 17
Jules dropped everything just inside the door, kicked off his shoes, and flopped on his bed with a groan. It was late. He was tired. He had work in the morning. He still had no idea why Kaylee was upset, what to do about it, or if he was even supposed to do something about it. He pushed himself up and turned on his computer.
There were no new emails, which was a good sign. Maybe the guy is gone. Maybe I’ll never hear from him again. That would be nice. He didn’t really believe it though.
His cellphone rang and he went to dig it out of the pile at his door. Remy’s name and number were on the screen. “Hello, Remy.”
“Jules, I’m sorry, I forgot my cellphone at home this morning and was out all day. Did you get to the warehouse?”
“Yeah. Jane came and supervised. She needs a prom
