My mistress, in the form of a phone call from Jax, summoned me while we drove back to the hotel. Vic and I’d talked about taking the day off and driving around the foothills for a while, but I’d gotten itchy, like something was happening and I was needed. Jax’s call proved the accuracy of my premonition.
“I’m sorry to bother you, but I don’t know what to do.” Jax sounded miserable, which made me feel unhappy too.
“We’ll be right there. In fact, we’re just pulling up in the back.” I sighed and hung up.
When we got out of the truck, Jax had the back door open and was waiting for us.
As we started down the hallway, he filled me in. “She just showed up. Out of the blue. I didn’t know what to do. She wants to see Calvin.” He stopped talking and took a deep breath.
Vic’s startled “Aunt Fait
