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“What about Bridget?”
“She wasn’t there the night it happened.”
JD’s face darkens. “Then where is she?”
“That’s what I’m trying to find out. I’m thinking to fly back.”
“Whoa. And miss dinner? These are guys with rank we’re meeting with. Shouldn’t you at least wait till the morning?”
I study JD. He looks troubled but not devastated about what happened to Amy. Probably hasn’t fully sunk in for him. Or he really doesn’t care that much for Amy. I know JD doesn’t get close emotionally with his women, but I’m a little surprised that he’s not more concerned.
“Depends what I hear from Marshall.”
JD looks down in thought before saying, “I don’t know how Hao Young is going to feel about you ditching this trip for some chick.”
I shrug and turn around to get my suitcase from the closet. It doesn’t hurt to pack in case I decide to leave.
“You shouldn’t worry about it,” JD continues. “I’m sure Marshall has everything under control.”
“I’d still feel better if I was there.”
“I doubt anything bad happened to Bridget.”
In the middle of unzipping my suitcase, I look up at JD. “Her friend and roommate just died. It wasn’t that long ago that she got shot at.”
“So?”
“That’s a lot to happen to someone. And she doesn’t have family except for a non-related aunt who may or may not live nearby.”
“Apparently she has you, who’s crazy enough to ditch the opportunity of a lifetime just to go comfort his bae.”
“Something doesn’t feel right. She hasn’t answered my calls.”
“Maybe she’s still pissed at those pics Kimberly showed her.”
I had thought that exact same thing, but that was before I knew what happened. As upset as she might be about the photos, she would have wanted to talk to me about Amy, wouldn’t she?
My phone rings. It’s Cheryl, so I pick it up. JD goes back to his room.
“I called all the local hospitals, and Bridget isn’t listed with any of them,” Cheryl informs me. “Her roommate, Simone Jefferson, is at Alta Bates Medical Center. Marshall’s on his way to check if Bridget is hanging out there.”
“She has another roommate,” I say. “I don’t know her name, but Felipe might. What happened to her?”
“Not sure. I found a short reference to what happened on a local online news blog. It says Amy Liu, a student at UC Berkeley, died of carbon monoxide poisoning in her room. A roommate, Simone Jefferson, was treated and taken to the hospital. There’s no mention of anyone else.”
“Did you find a flight?”
“There’s a commercial flight that leaves HKG in about seven hours. And a private jet can be ready in three hours.”
I’d rather be with Bridget right now, but she probably wouldn’t want me to cut short my trip. She’s not the kind of woman who expects or needs me to drop everything for her.
“Book me something for the morning,” I decide. That way I don’t bail on dinner, and it gives Marshall more time to track down Bridget. It’s past midnight in California, so there’s not much he can do right now.
A little later, I hear from Marshall that Bridget’s not at the hospital as a visitor, though he did meet with Simone’s parents, who knew nothing of Bridget’s whereabouts.
“I’ll have Ramos camp out here so we know if Bridget does show up,” Marshall tells me.
“And send someone to stake out her apartment,” I say.
