His cell buzzed and he snatched it up.
“Um…she’s not coming, sir.”
Max could hear the reluctance in his driver’s voice at being the one to give him the news.
“Let me talk to her.”
There was a pause for the cell to change hands, then, “Yes.”
Her voice was calm and cool.
“What’s going on, Willa?”
“You should have asked before you sent your driver.”
“Why aren’t you coming?”
There was a pause and he could almost hear her thinking. She’d consider responses, possibly several, until she settled on one…
“I can’t work, because of my hand. My brother arranged for me to pop down and see him in Virginia Beach before I fly home.”
“Your brother.”
“The Navy SEAL.”
His turn to be quiet for a moment. “You could have let me know.”
Silence.
Oh yeah, he’d lost a lot of ground. He looked at his
