Chapter 17
“Well, I’m not waiting any longer,” Charity said, waving the waitress over. It was 10:30 a.m. and they had only a few hours left until their flight home. Jason was supposed to meet them at 10:00 for breakfast but was nowhere to be found. Charity had texted him twice, but he hadn’t responded.
“He doesn’t seem the type to be late,” said Jessica.
“What did you do to him last night, Sam?” Charity asked coyly. “You must have worn him out.”
“Nothing. I already told you everything we did. It was completely, one hundred percent innocent. We went to the Hoover Dam, we came back, we ate dinner, we saw the circus acrobat, flippy-floppy show, and he walked me back to our hotel room. You two girls were both snoring like lumberjacks when I came in.”
“Uh-huh,” said the blonde. “Are you su
