After a moment, her voice reached him mildly through the long distance connection. “Why, I’m fine, Kelsey. And you?” “Top of my form, love, top of my form. How’s Josh and that commando crew of his?” “Flourishing.” There might have been a trace of amusement in her voice, but for the most part it remained placid. “Rafferty and Sarah have a little boy, did you hear? His name’s Patrick. Zach and Teddy are well and obviously happy. Lucas and Kyle are fine. And Josh and I are just dandy. It’s spring in New York, and the Mets will do great this year if they can straighten out their pitching staff. Does that cover it?” “Yes.” He cleared his throat. “Um, Raven—” “Spit it out, Kelsey.” She was definitely amused now. “You never were much on small talk.” He sighed. “Uh-huh. Look, friend, I need a favor.” “You’ve got it.” “I haven’t told you what it is yet!” “Since when did that matter?” Kelsey smiled a little. “All right. Thanks. What I really need at this point is information, and quickly.
