Chapter 2“Geoffrey, I’m going to need you to look over the notes for the Bowie meeting. I’ve been over them and over them, and the numbers just aren’t making sense. I know you said it’d be fine, but I…” Nash stopped short, staring at Geoffrey’s empty desk. “Where’s Geoff?”
Sunny shook her head. “He didn’t come in at all, he didn’t call, and when I tried to call him, he didn’t pick up.”
Nash frowned. “Geoffrey, our Geoffrey hasn’t called and can’t be reached and you didn’t tell me?”
“I just found out,” Sunny said defensively. “I was going to tell you right now.”
Nash rubbed the back of his neck, the file in his hand forgotten. He had known Geoff for over ten years, and the other man never took a day off. Not voluntarily. Nash had resorted to bodily hauling him out of the office a few ti
