I left Tomer’s office a few minutes after you did. Start talking.
Mia
Awful bossy of you. Where are you?
Klein
The Twistee Treat around the corner. I wanted ice cream.
Mia
Really?
Klein
No. I’m in my office.
Mia
Okay, give me a minute to collect my thoughts.
While I figureout how to tell him some of the shit racing through my mind, a notification on my phone appears.
Odd.
One of my intel-gathering programs always runs in the background on my personal laptop, scouring public records and some not-so-public sources for certain keywords and names.
And I’ve got a hit.
Normally, once I’ve completed my entirely legal aboveboard research— cough, bullshit, cough— I turn off my alerts for the search unless it’s something I suspect might change in the near future. But I must have missed turning this one off after I was done investigating my new coworkers.
A missing persons police report has been filed south of here in Sarasota County.
Someone very important to the Redleg family has gone missing.
Shit.
Mia
I need to pause this conversation until after work. I want to tell you all the illicit thoughts I have about you, and I promise I will. But something urgent just came up with a case.
Son of a bitch.I promised myself I wouldn’t lie to him anymore.
But did I just lie to Cal?
Well, I suppose that depends on how you look at it. It’s not a Redleg case. Not yet. But itisa police case. Ergo, not a lie.
Yep. Perfect justification.
Chapter14
Tell me why (ain't nothing but a mistake)
KLEIN
Well,thatwas anticlimactic.
I toss my phone on the desk and sag in my chair, letting disappointment wash over me.