Chapter 20
“The cellular customer you are trying to reach is not in the service area.”
Brock was tired of hearing that message, but he couldn’t stop calling Gia’s cell phone. He’d tried her home phone a few times too, but that had gone to voice mail. He was about ready to call her mother’s house when the doorbell rang.
He tossed his phone onto his desk and jogged down the stairs. He was honestly expecting reporters, even though it was Sunday, and was ready to tell them off. The words died on his lips when he swung the door open and saw it was Gia standing there. She wore a summer dress in cream with violet-colored watercolor flowers on the skirt. It turned her skin almost bronze. Her hair was loose over bare shoulders. She was glancing over her shoulder but turned as soon as she heard t
