Arcadia says, pointing to a nearby drumming circle. “Okay. Thanks. I won’t be long.” Peter looks up, squinting like he can’t quite place me. “Can I help you?” Sheer relief washes over me and I can’t keep the huge grin off my face. “Peter! I’m so glad I found you!” He looks bemused. “Okaaay…do I have to get Theo to step in here?” He nods to a stocky man nearby, who I assume is Peter’s bodyguard. I laugh. “No! It’s Chrissie Lambert, Gia King’s publicist!” Realization finally dawns. “Yes, of course. Sorry, I didn’t recognize you out of context. What are you doing out here?” “I…er…lost your phone number, so Gia and I have been trekking all over the country trying to find you.” He raises an eyebrow. “Is that so?” “Yes, we went to the meditation retreat in Carmel and just missed you, and then we went to the studio in LA and found out you’d just left there too.
