“You’re saying this is the actual Latin Lothario and, what, the other one was an imposter?” Travis asked, incredulously.
“Maybe. Or maybe they were working together. I don’t know. But I think the Latin Lothario is back. And he has Rory.”
***
Gray was feeling more confused than ever. He’d spoken to both of Rory’s friends, and they said she’d mentioned this new boyfriend, but she’d always called him her Latin lover. Nothing about his name or where he lived or anything. And why did she call him that?
He parked his car outside the building that housed Travis’s security firm, Raptor Inc. They had rooms on the fifth floor. He took the elevator up, wondering why Lacey had asked him to meet her here instead of at lunch as they’d planned.
He walked into the reception area and a gently-rounded woman with dark hair smiled up at him. “Mr. Mathers?”
“Yes.”
“This way, please.”
Her impossibly high-heels clacked as she walked down the corridor in front of him. She paused outside a door. “Can I get you anything? Tea? Coffee?”
A scotch.
He shook his head. “Nothing, thanks.”
“All right. They’re in here.”
They?
He opened the door and was surprised to find the room filled with people, most of them sitting around a large, rectangular table in the middle of the room. A well-built man paced as he spoke on the phone. A woman tapped away behind a laptop, frowning. Jace sat beside her.
A large screen at one end of the room displayed an image of Rory’s boyfriend.
“What’s going on in here?” he demanded.
Everyone stopped to look at him, except the woman on the computer, who swore and tapped away at her keyboard.
“Gray, we’ve been waiting for you.”
He turned to find Lacey standing behind him, to-go coffee cups held in her hands. She passed one to him. “It’s black and strong.”
He took it with a nod of thanks then gestured around him. “You did this?” The control freak part of him would have preferred she’d spoken to him first. But since this was all to help him find his sister, he couldn’t really complain.
“Not really.” She shrugged. “Travis just sort of took over. Do you mind?”
Yes. He ran his hand over his face then smiled tightly. “Of course not.”
She gave him a suspicious look before glancing away.
“I’m surprised Travis wants to get involved though. I don’t see what his people can find that mine can’t.” All right, now he sounded like he wanted to get into a pissing match. He should just be grateful. “But if they can, that’s great.”
“Yeah, well, we may have found something.”
Fatigue was pushed aside as adrenaline rushed through his body. “What is it?”
“Gray, about time you got here,” Travis boomed out from across the room as he entered through the door at the other end. “Lacey introduced you to everyone?”
“Not yet,” Lacey told him. She nodded at the woman. “That’s Alexa. The guy on the phone is Marc. Sitting at the table are Shane and Gable.” They all nodded to him except for Alexa who continued to frown down at her laptop.
“Did you find out anything from Rory’s friends? A name?” Travis asked.
He shook his head. “Nothing new. They only ever heard Rory call him her Latin lover and they haven’t heard from her in a week.”