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“What’s up, Zane?”
“Bad news.”
“Tell me.”
“Reggie called and left a message for you. He’s written an article about what he thinks goes on afterhours here at our Western park. He called to ask for our side and any comments we wanted to include, if you can believe it. Although, I don’t think my comments are printable in the public media.”
“Any way to stop it?”
“Not that I’ve been able to figure out.”
Kendall pushed out a sigh. “I’ll call him and try to get it stopped. Maybe a libel suit will scare him off.”
“I tried that already. He told me he’s not afraid of us.”
“That’s a mistake.”
“Well, he’s determined to expose the truth, which is a load of horseshit if you ask me.”
“Call our lawyers and see if they can get it stopped. Otherwise, we’ll just have to weather it.”
“Weather it? So does that mean hog-tying him and dragging him through the streets of Old West Town behind a wild stallion trying to escape his bonds is off the table?”
“If only.”
“Fine. I’ll keep you apprised.”
Kendall hung up. Jocelyn and Logan waited for him to finish his conversation from hell.
“What’s up?” Logan asked.
“Reggie’s being a prick again. He’s about to put a fictional exposé up on the Internet tomorrow about what he thinks happens afterhours in Old West Town.”
“Fuck. Nothing happens afterhours there. Any way to stop it?”
Kendall shrugged. “Not likely. We’ll just deal with it afterward. Zane’s calling our lawyers. They can duke it out for now. We’re busy.”
Jocelyn held up the rental car fob. “I’m driving. Any issue with that?”
“Nope. Let’s go.”
Kendall had an odd sense of euphoria, actually grateful he didn’t have to deal with Reggie’s stupidity, but instead more anxious to accompany Jocelyn in her quest to find her wayward sister.
It had been a long time since he’d put the park’s business aside to handle something personal.
A mere glance at Jocelyn made him realize that he was doing the right thing in going with her.
Chapter Eleven
Jocelyn steered the huge SUV out of the heavy Vegas main strip traffic and onto a side street leading to an older section of town. After several turns, the onboard navigation system told them they’d arrived at their destination.
Unsure if she was even at the correct address, Jocelyn gave the decrepit-looking rental building a careful look before putting the vehicle into park and shutting the engine off.
“You’re not thinking of going in there alone, are you?”
“Well, I’d rather not, but truthfully, if you two weren’t here, that’s exactly what I’d do.”
Before they could finish the conversation, the front door opened and Jenna came out.
“That’s her.”
Jocelyn grabbed her bag and got out of the vehicle. She approached her sister, who hadn’t noticed her yet, thinking furiously of how to begin. Jocelyn had learned that an angry overture rarely worked. So she did her best to temper her ire and at the same time tried to think of what to say. Fancy meeting you here? Long time no see? What the hell were you thinking running off with Dean?
“Jenna,” she said simply. All the other angrier words she wanted to say crumpled at the end of her tongue and disintegrated. She didn’t want to start a fight. Didn’t want to have cross words. Even after chasing after her sister all these weeks with the intent to drag her back home, Jocelyn reconsidered her purpose.
Her sister whirled around with a very surprised look on her face. “How did you find me?” she asked in lieu of a greeting.
“I had some help.” Kendall and Logan had also stepped from the SUV and stood behind her.
“I don’t want to go back home, Jocelyn. And you can’t force me.”
“I know. But Mom and Dad are worried. You should have at least called them.”
Jenna laughed mirthlessly. “You know as well as I do that they are only worried about not having someone to order around. At least Dad is.” Her gaze narrowed. “The biggest question I have is why you always do his bidding and come running after me.”
