She had decided to leave, to go back to San Diego and tell her dad she’d washed out. He’d be disappointed, but the situation couldn’t be helped. Her cell phone rang, and she picked it up to check the display. The muscles in her stomach tightened as she punched the connect button. “Hey, Kasen.” “Do you know where Marine Way and Franklin is?” She thought about it and remembered that was near the Red Dog Saloon, close to where the Juneau Public Library was located. She’d walked all along that area with Birk and Kotori. “Yes, I know.” “Be there in forty-five minutes.” He hung up, and she frowned. Who the hell did he think he was? She didn’t answer to Kasen. Well, not directly. Her dad had given her special permission to handle this job, and he did not say Kasen would be her leader. Shiya examined her outfit, jeans and layered tops that she could remove if the weather turned a bit warmer. She decided she didn’t need to change, and Kasen didn’t warrant a special outfit either way.
