“What do you mean you don’t know where she is?” Griff, ever my protector, jumped in. “Hey dude, he told you the name of the hotel she stayed in.” If I wasn’t agitated, I might have laughed at his American accent when using the word dude. “Yeah,” Turner began. “But he also said they rang her room with no answer. Which means, she’s probably not there anymore.” Griff sighed. I took over. “My security team is on it.” Tuner gave a humorless laugh. “She was supposed to be safe with you.” I parked in front of the house. Turner hopped out and stomped towards the door. My mother opened it, no doubt having heard us pulling in. She greeted him as she did everyone. And thank God for Turner’s sake he was gracious in greeting her. “He’s some peace of work. Who is he?” Griff asked in Gaelic before we exited the car. “He’s the he that Bailey chose.” I didn’t stay in the car because I didn’t want to answer anymore of Griff’s questions. Inside, after greeting my mother and ensuring her forgiveness for my earlier behavior, I motioned Griff over.
What do You think about Equity (Balance Sheet #3)?
