I rolled over and Xander was gone. I could hear the water in the shower running and the slight buzz of a cellphone vibrating. It took me a minute to realize the cellphone was in the pocket of my sweats. I leaned over the bed and grabbed them, freeing the cellphone just before the call would have been sent to voice mail. “Hello?” “I didn’t think you were going to answer!” “Sorry. I got a little distracted.” Philip cleared his throat, his imagination clearly supplying information I hadn’t. “Yes, well,” he mumbled as he cleared his throat again, “he’s agreed to meet with you today.” “Good.” “He’ll meet you at Conti’s. Do you know where that is?” “Yes, I think so.” “Two o’clock.” “Thank you, Philip.” “Be careful, Harley.
