Chapter Nine
Peter had his brother on the house phone at seven o’clock. The busy day looming before him suggested an early start. But getting into email, everything in his world suddenly stopped. An intense sensation burned through his belly as though someone had just taken a knife and ripped him open.
“James. I need to talk.”
“You’re in the office.”
“Looking at my email.”
“Ambitious are we?”
“I was planning to meet with Victoria later today.”
He noted with interest his brother’s pensive mood. “And there’s a problem?”
“In a word, yes. An odd email came through this morning.” He stopped not knowing what to say.
“And…”
“You didn’t tell me everything. Everything about Victoria in Lake Tahoe.”
“Why would you say that?”
“If you want a graphic description, come down here and see fo
