“The team is working overtime, but it’s as if he’s become a ghost. With no credit card purchases, we’re flying blind. Maybe we should come back to LA and regroup.”
“No. He’s in Chicago. Just find him.”
“Okay. It’s your money.” And the phone went dead.
Suddenly the euphoria over a date with Lexie died. What the fuck was he doing with his brother’s wife? The divorce wasn’t even through, and Jason was fighting his demons on his own.
Jason had once looked up to him. Hero worshipped, in fact. Then he’d had success on the racing circuit, and the fame, money and women went to his little brother’s head. Overnight, Jason become a man Kade didn’t recognize—or like.
If only he’d taken more interest in Jason’s life. But when Jason brought Lexie to visit for the first time before they’d married, he’d had to pull back. The sudden protectiveness and possessiveness she stirred deep inside made warning bells peal.
He should have stuck around. Perhaps he could have stopped Jason’s slide into drug addiction.
He downed a rum and Coke and shook his head. If Lexie couldn’t stop him, then why did Kade think he could?
His mother was right. Jason was weak.
As he made his way out to the waiting Uber, he wished he could hold his brother and tell him everything would be okay.
He had to find him before it was too late.