CARLA BIT HER LIP.
Ashton was freezing up, totally in his head. It killed her to see this confident, commanding man reduced to this. One way or another, they had to get Jared back.
"Give me your phone," she whispered.
Ashton dug it out of his pocket and handed it over.
If they could get through this quietly, maybe no one would ask why Ashton was willing to jump through so many hoops for an assistant.
"Did something happen?" An Asian woman stepped forward. She had a no-nonsense air about her Carla liked immediately.
It was time for Carla to be the strong one. These things went in waves. Sometimes Ashton had to be strong for her, but now it was her turn to let him lean on her. Only this time the stakes were so much higher.
"I'm sorry, you are?" Carla glanced around the room.
One woma
