Page 109 of Crossing the Line
Xavier met her gaze coolly. “Let’s just say Ganim’s not too happy to see Mommy’s wedding dress desecrated for the sake of modern fashion. He’s looking forward to the opportunity to teach you some respect.”
Waverly’s shoulders lost some of their self-righteous defiance. “Oh.”
Xavier’s phone rang again.
He paced away into the foyer. “What?” he answered.
“Uh, yeah. Is this Xavier Saint?” The voice was vaguely familiar.
“Who’s this?”
“This is Arnie. The photographer? We met at the Sinners and then at the premiere, before it blew up.”
“Right, I remember. What’s going on, Arnie?”
“Well, the guy who left the package for you at the Sinners was just here again.”
“Where are you? And is he still there?”
“At the Sinners. He left something at the gate again and then walked away.”
“Arnie, if you follow him I will personally punch Douchebag Joe in the face for you.”
“Already in the car.”
Xavier snapped his finger at Kate. “Call Travers now.”
Kate sprang up and began frantically looking for the phone that was still clutched in her hand.
Xavier rolled his eyes and gestured to Waverly. She got up, yanked the phone out of Kate’s hand, and dialed.
“Okay, where are you, Arnie?” Xavier asked.
“I’m on the Sinner’s street heading down the hill.”
“How long ago did he leave?”
“Like a minute. I was sitting in the car and don’t think he saw me.”
“Was he on foot or in a car?”
“Uh, he was walking.”
“Okay, good. If you see him, try to keep a safe distance. I don’t want him to know you’re following him.”
“He’s the same guy who blew up the premiere, isn’t he?” Arnie gulped.
“Yeah, which is why you can’t lose him,” Xavier said.
Waverly handed him Kate’s phone.
“Travers?” Xavier snapped.
“What’s up? You’re interrupting my lunch.”
“Put your PB and J down and get your men over to Lockwood Drive,” Xavier snapped.
“You got something?”
