Chapter Twenty-One
The moment Jake closed the door on Brett and Kayla, he grabbed his phone and rang Brian. He grinned when Brian answered the phone. “Arsehole.”
“I take it they’ve been?”
“You could have warned me.”
“Seeing is believing.”
“You’re full of it.”
Brian laughed. “You had more warning than I had. So, do you have a plan?”
“Yeah, I think so. But Chelsea’s probably going to hate me.” He paused a moment. “I keep thinking all this is impossible.”
“I know exactly what you mean. Good luck getting the ashes.”
“I’ll probably need it. I’ll call you tomorrow. Sounds like we have a bit of catching up to do.”
“Yeah. Night, Jake.”
As soon as he hung up, Jake rang Chelsea. He paced back and forth in his living room as he waited for her to pick up.
“Jake? What time is it?”
“I’ll be
