Page 53 of Waiting to Lose
“WHAT DO YOU mean it wasn’t him?” Jake questioned.
“After they confiscated his laptop a week and a half ago, forensics did a search on his hard drive. If he’d sent them, they’d most likely be there. There’s nothing to indicate they came from him. They got nothing but a few searches of your name. They have nothing to charge him with.”
“What the fuck, Rob? Did he use another computer?”
“I don’t think so. I mean, it’s always possible, but our guys have been tailing him for weeks. They’ve yet to see him use anything but the one inside his room.”
Jake paced the floor of his latest hotel room in Australia. He’d been traveling around the country doing tours in different cities. It was eight thirty in the morning there, but three thirty in the afternoon in Chicago.
“Is she scared?”
“She’s a pretty tough girl. I think she’s okay. She’s standing next to me, and I get the feeling she may take me down if I don’t hand her phone back over to her. I’ll let you know what I find out.”
“Jake?” she asked.
“Hey. You okay?”
“I’m fine. Really. Please don’t worry about me. Just take care of yourself.”
“If Rob weren’t there with you right now, I’d be on the first plane I could. If you need me, just say the word.”
“I’m fine. Don’t get me wrong; I miss you terribly. Rob’s great, but he’s not you,” she said through a sigh.
“Well, I should hope not.”
“How was the concert last night? Or was it today? This seventeen-hour time difference thing has me so confused.”
“Last night for me. Sold out. Second show tonight.”
“You’re in Melbourne now, right? I hope you’re getting enough rest. I worry about you.”
“Yes, I’m fine. I’m going to lie back down in a bit. Sound check at three, second concert at eight. I should be back to the room by midnight my time. Should I call?”
“YES!” she shouted. “Unless you’re too tired, then just rest and I’ll talk to you later.
“Three more days before I’m back in the states to wrap up the tour. That means ten days till I’m back with you.”
“Where you belong,” she added.
“I have a lot to be thankful for this year.”
“So do I. I’m still not sure how I managed to land such a hottie.”
“You landed me, huh?”
“Yep.”
“Must be your feisty mouth and your tight little ass.”
“Really? That’s what did it? What about my mind or my wit?”
“Yeah, that too.”
“You’re so convincing…”
“Don’t roll your eyes at me.”
“I’m not… I mean… Jeez…” she hissed.
