I take a long sip of my coffee when I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket.
My stomach drops.Why is the employee watching my house and Gisella calling me?
“Kyle.”
“Sir, we have a problem.”
I slap Nate’s arm to get his and Ian’s attention and prevent them from walking away. “What is it?”
“Miss Easton’s been arrested.”
My muscles tense. Anger rolls through my body as I spit out, “When?”
“About five minutes ago.”
I disconnect the call and scroll through my contacts, clicking the one I need.
“Jack, I’m going to start charging you overtime.”
“Why the fuck didn’t you call me?” I bark.
“Uh, about what? I don’t have any updates on anything.”
“Gisella was fucking arrested,” I shout, garnering glares from the nurses and surprised expressions from Nate and Ian.
“Fuck,” he mutters. “Let me call you back.”
He disconnects the call.
Ian points toward the elevator. “Let’s go. We can figure out what is going on.”
As we walk out of the doors of the hospital, I call one more person, heart racing.
“Jack, what can I do for you?”
“Chris, Gisella was arrested.”
Silence is my answer. “That doesn’t make any sense.”
I raise my hand in anI don’t knowgesture, even though he can’t see me. “Carlos is looking into it. I need you on this. I need her out.”
“Consider it done.” He disconnects.
As we get closer to our vehicles, Nate turns to us. “Meet at the office?”
My vibrating phone interrupts my answer, and I put it on speaker.
“Carlos, what did you find out?”
“Meet me at your house.”
“What? Why?” I ask, totally caught off guard.
“I’ll explain when you get there. Is anyone with you?”
I glance up. “Yeah, Nate and Ian.”
“Good, bring them with you.”