Scottsdale, Arizona
Later That Night
After having dinner with Cameron and a long conversation with Peter that seemed to go well but may have been a big mistake, Pamela drove home. Reclining in her home office chair, she waited to hear from one of her private investigators, Virginia. Checking her watch, she noticed it was eleven p.m.
It’s eight p.m. Maui time, she thought after mentally doing the simple math of subtracting three hours. She should be calling me shortly.
It’s eight p.m. Maui timeShe should be calling me shortlyNot knowing when exactly the call from Virginia was coming through gave Pamela some time to relax because, overall, it was a stressful day despite the eventful dinner with her brother and the touching moment with her father.
I need a real vacation.
I need a rea
