Ryker
Caylee and Noah’s apartment is already packed when all the moms show up. Lord help Kiff and Shari or Marissa or whatever she’s going by, when we find them. I’m betting we find them first. Noah’s parents embrace each other as Jared exclaims in triumph. “Got it. It’s on a delay. Let me take care of that.” Caylee is at our side staring at his computer when my phone rings “it’s Joey.”
Jared grabs it placing it on speakerphone before hooking it to his tablet. The voices are slightly muffled but it doesn’t take long to figure out they have both of them. Noah says the name Marissa and Caylee almost snarls. “Marissa! I knew I didn’t like that b***h. Is she involved?”
Jared is typing furiously. “Shari Marissa Neal.”
Caylee’s head snaps up. “Marissa Lane…Lane and Neal, damned anagrams.”
