Hayden tucked the phone against his shoulder. “I’m gonna need an extra week out here. Will that be okay?”
He was on the phone with his boss, Clint Reynolds. As much as he wanted to directly ask Clint how the hell his name ended up on the radar out here, Hayden didn’t say a word.
“Do what you gotta do,” Clint replied. “One of the detectives out here wants a call from you when you have any updates. I’ll email his info to you in a few minutes.”
“I’ll keep an eye out for it.” After a few more minutes of discussion about projects he’d left behind, Hayden ended the call. He tossed the phone on the counter in Shana’s kitchen and turned to look outside. Shana had left for work early, so he’d hopped on his laptop and plowed through his own work for most of the morning. He didn’t bother to tell C
