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Dunn put Jaymes in the corner of the front conference room when they got word that Mason was there. His eyes said not to say anything, but Dunn didn’t spell it out.
Mason walked in with a suspicious look in his eyes, trying to figure out what was going on. He came in on his own, without being forced, but he didn’t look like he knew why.
Damn good actor.
Dex offered Mason a cup of coffee, but they didn’t say anything about the box of donuts on the table that was clearly not empty. Nor did they offer him cream or sugar for his coffee.
Mason took a sip, then grimaced. Jaymes stared at the man, trying to figure out why. That was all he wanted to know.
“Do you know why you’re here?” Dunn asked.
Mason shrugged. “Probably because of Kelsea. Is she okay?”
Jaymes scoffed, drawing Mason’s
