Chapter 3
Two days after Mrs. Shaladi called the police and Cameron decked Jason, his land line rang with a call from a phone number he didn’t recognize. This wasn’t unusual for him, although he didn’t get a lot of client calls on Sundays. He answered it anyway. He worked on Sundays; there was no reason a client might not do so as well. “Hello?”
“Cameron? This is Reid Holt. Please don’t hang up.”
Cameron’s hand tightened around the handset. “You were told you’re not welcome. I’ve had to call the police on your little friend twice now. I haven’t exactly been subtle.”
Reid chuckled. “No. No, you haven’t. Listen. I know that we’ve gotten off on the wrong foot here, but we need to talk. I mean we really need to talk. Jason and I know that we went about it the wrong way, but we’d like to me
