Mason asked. He was already in L.A., but laying low like he suggested we do until he got all of the facts. “Yes, that’s the name Kyle gave Pax.” Mason scoffed. “I can’t believe he called that fucker. If he’s screwing with us, I’m going to make sure he can’t walk for the rest of his goddamned life.” “Paxton thinks he’s really trying to help us and I have to trust him. As much as I hated turning to Kyle for help, I think it was the right move.” Mason already knew the timeline and every single thing that’d happened over the course of the last two weeks. His team was all prepped and ready to go at a moment’s notice. So, if Paxton had to fight tonight, they’d be ready. That gave me some sense of relief. “All right, Gabby, I’m going to study this timeline and I’ll call you back sometime this afternoon. I dropped off the trackers with Carter early this morning.
