17
I promised Caleb a kiss and ended the call. Spreading out the cards, I found the alligator and placed it on the desk. I searched for an animal that started with a “B.” I found a baboon . . . or is it a monkey? Crap! I’m already stuck on “B.”
“Jet?”
I looked up from the desk to an empty office. “Remy? Where are you?”
“I’m heading back,” he said through the speaker on his desk phone.
“Were you able to speak with Greyson?” I asked.
“No.”
“Figures. What’s the plan?”
“Mrs. Miller and I are following him to LA.”
“Wait. He’s in LA?”
“He’s building a hotel out there. He left two hours ago. Mrs. Miller and I are going to jump on a plane and try to find him.”
“I’ll come with you.”
“No. Just stay where you are. I’ll be there in a minute to collect a few things and then I’m heading out.
