CHAPTER 84
“Grant here.” The friend of the people answered the limo phone.
“Stephen. What the hell are you doing calling me here?” Still merry. Looking for the laugh.
“That little s**t is still alive?” The shark snarled from his seat. So close beneath the surface, Lindsey hadn’t even seen the change.
“I don’t give a f**k about who’s giving you static. Buy a goddamn airport if you have to. Get this guy gone.”
He slammed the phone back into the cradle.
Lindsey could feel her blood run very, very cold.
“What was that about, dear?” She managed the “dear” without choking on it. Every once in a while, if she timed it just right, he’d speak his thoughts. She took a seltzer she didn’t want from limousine’s bar and sipped it lightly.
He glared at her, but his anger didn’t appear to be aimed
