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“Two weeks,” I whispered to myself.
“Find out where Harley Jacobs is right now,” I ordered, trying to keep the desperation…and crazy out of my voice. You never wanted someone likeJeffknowing how much you needed something.
I heard some papers ruffling. “I actually know that one already. He and his girl are in Dallas until the wedding, getting everything prepared,” Jeff said after a minute.
“Perfect.”
“Whatcha going to do?” he asked, intrigued.
“Thanks,” I said in response, hanging up as I texted my assistant to book me a flight and start getting my place packed up to start the move to Dallas.
Texas was calling my name.
I navigated the rental truck through the winding streets of the upscale Dallas suburb, tall oak trees lining the roads and casting dappled shadows. Turning left, I glanced at my GPS as it guided me to the house that Harley Jacobs called home during the offseason.
"Buh-buh-buh-buh-buh-buh-buh-buh, buh-buh, buh-buh, buh-buh, buh-buh-buh-buh-buh-buh-buh." The “Mission Impossible” Theme song blared out of Ari’s phone and I glanced at him with my best “what the fuck” expression.
He smirked at me. “Just setting the mood for our secret special spy mission.”
I snorted.
“Stop calling it a ‘secret special spy mission,’” drawled Lincoln from the phone. Ari had insisted that Linc participate in…whatever we were calling this…while he stalked Monroe on campus.
I was only fifty percent sure he had been kidding when he’d said that’s what he was doing today.
Stalking seemed to beapprovedbehavior in the “circle of trust.”
“So what’s the plan, Dis?” Ari said as he bopped along to the rest of the song.
“You going to use that info I told you about?” asked Lincoln.
“If that’s what it takes.”
“What do you mean ‘if that’s what it takes?” snorted Ari. “I highly doubt he’s going to give you a spot in his wedding without some…persuasiveness.”
“This information does feel very persuasive,” I noted.
“Park here!” Ari said frantically. “You can’t just park in front of the person you’re trying to blackmail’s house. Everyone knows that!”
“Everyone does know that,” agreed Lincoln.
I pulled the truck over and stared at Ari. “Why do you guys sound like you’ve done these things before?”
Ari smirked at me, and if a smirk could be heard, I was pretty sure Lincoln had the same look on his face…wherever he was.
“There comes a point when you have to decide what your line is, Walk. This is the point.”
Actually, I think the needle I'd used to poke holes in the condom for a girl that was just looking for a one night stand was the point...
But semantics.
“Alright. I’ve got this.”
“Can I hang up now?” asked Lincoln. “I’m a little…busy.”
Ari frowned at the phone even though Lincoln couldn’t see him. “We have to do our cheer first.”
“What do you mean we have to do a cheer? I’m not doing a cheer.” Lincoln sounded very insistent on that…
