“Sorry. I can only tell you one thing,” Johnson said. “If he got the best of us, he can get the best of just about anyone.”
“Not us,” I said. “Let’s go, Joe.”
“Where do we start?” Joe asked once we were on the road.
“Colin was in Denver, last I heard,” I said. “Booker’s probably headed there.”
I checked my phone. “Shit. I’ve got about a hundred text messages from Marj. She knows something’s up.”
“She’s too smart for her own good sometimes,” Joe said.
“I agree, but it didn’t take a lot of smarts to figure out something big was up for you to miss a visit with Melanie and little Brad.”
“True that.”
My phone dinged with another text. Yup. Marjorie.
Jade and I are headed to
see Ted Morse in Grand Junction.
Apparently Colin is missing again.
He’s not answering his phone.
“Fuck,” I said.
“What is it?”
“Marj is going to see Ted Morse in Grand Junction, and she’s got Jade with her.”
“Oh, hell, no.”
“Oh, hell, yes. Do you think we can stop them? We’re over an hour away. She says Colin’s missing again.”
“Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck.” Joe swerved, turning the car around in the middle of the country road.
“Damn, Joe!”
“Sorry. I guess we’re going back to the city.”
“I guess so. But we won’t make it in time. If Ted has something planned, we won’t have time to stop him.”
I frantically texted Marj back.
We’re on the way.
What’s the address?
Jade and I can handle this.
Address please.
A few seconds later, the address came through.
We’re on our way.
I turned to Joe. “If Booker just got loose a couple hours ago, he couldn’t have gotten to Colin yet. Morse says he hasn’t heard from Colin in a week, according to all these texts from Marj. But Marj says she’s heard from Colin and he’s in Glenwood Springs.”