CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVELindsey phoned Marvia from International Surety in Walnut Creek. She was at her desk, catching up on her paperwork. She told him that James Wilkerson, Senior, had contacted her at home.
Lindsey asked, “This morning?”
“Last night.”
“That must have been pretty late.”
“I asked him if he wasn’t keeping his bride awake and he said he was calling from the hotel lobby.”
Lindsey tried to whistle, started to laugh and wound up making the kind of sound he’d called a raspberry when he was a kid.
“Yeah, me too.” Marvia didn’t sound too upset. “He wants to take Jamie out to the airport today. After school.”
“I’m not surprised.”
“He wants to show off. Show Jamie what a wonderful dad he has. I don’t like the idea but I don’t feel I can stop him.”
Lindsey said, “Sure you can. H
