I took a deep breath. “Look, Caleb. Your mother is right. There is something going on with Chance.” I decided then and there that Birdie was right too. I did need a team. And I had to recruit Caleb to keep Chance safe. He looked concerned now. “What is it? Drugs?” “No, nothing like that.” I racked my brain for a plausible explanation that wouldn’t land Chance in rehab. “Gambling?” “No, that’s not it.” His cloud of anger swept over his face. “Is it another woman?” “Yes! That’s it.” “That son of a bitch. I’ll kill him.” “No, don’t kill him. In fact, don’t say anything.” Think, Stacy. “Um, you see, we decided to see other people.” He looked surprised. “You did?” “Yes, you know.