Finally, now, they were getting somewhere.
* * *
William caught Carl off guard when he grabbed him by the collar just outside Sondra’s doorway. “Are our guys still detailing Mrs. Greyer?”
Carl swiftly grabbed William’s wrists and maneuvered himself away. “Mr. Hartman, I kindly ask that you keep your hands off me, or this will be the end of our working relationship.”
William backed away, gritting his teeth. “I’m sorry, Carl. But, please, just answer the question.”
“Yes, sir, we have three guys on her,” he replied, stepping away. He straightened his collar. William started for the stairs. “Take me to her.”
“Sir, please, calm down,” Carl replied. Then hurriedly whispered orders into his earpiece.
“I’m not going to f*****g calm down. Don’t tell me to calm down. That bastard contacted he
