Chapter 13: Welcome to Carruthers

“Whoa! Think could take those curves a little slower?” I gripped the oh-shit handle on the door and glared at Jocelyn. “I’d like to make it there in one piece.”

She laughed, tossing her head back. “Oh, come on, Rafe. Live a little. I promise, I’m a perfectly safe driver. Besides, we’re almost there.”

I wasn’t really sure where there was, but it was good to know we were going to be to it soon. The last two days had been a chaotic mess of change and travel, even for someone like me who thrived on last minute plans.

Joss had phoned Cathryn from my hotel room and brought her up to speed on the whole Donald McCall mess. I could tell from the tension on Joss’s face that it was not an easy story to tell. Sharing the news that I’d agreed to come on board only softened the blow a little.

“Cathryn wants us back at Carruthers, right away.” Joss set down her phone and turned to me. “She’s booking us on a flight tomorrow morning. Are you cool with that?”