“Maybe Booker’s been in touch with Colin,” Joe said.
“Colin would have told—”
But would he have told us? He’d just found out his father had taken money from my father as payment for him. If Booker had gotten to him and they’d exchanged information, they had something in common. Something to bond over.
Of course, Booker had also tried to frame Colin, along with Dominic and Alex, by leaving his cufflink at the playground where he was watching Dale.
What was the connection?
Maybe Booker never actually harmed any of the children. Maybe, as Dale had said, he just watched.
“I have no idea where to look,” Joe said.
“Then we get to Grand Junction and take care of Marj and Jade.”
“I can’t believe Talon let her go into the city without him.”
“She was with Marjorie,” I said. “Talon may think he controls his wife, but he doesn’t.”
“Talon doesn’t think that. He just worries about her. She’s pregnant, or have you forgotten?”
“Of course not. Jesus, Joe.”
“Sorry. I’m a fucked-up mess.”
“That makes two of us.” I sighed. “We need to get to Marj. I can’t lose her, Joe. I just can’t.”
Chapter Fifty-Two
Marjorie
Ted Morse looked a lot like an older version of Colin.
Except, unlike Colin, his eyes were not kind. His eyes were… What were they, exactly? Just on the edge of menacing, but not quite. They were eyes that had something to hide, eyes that were well regulated to not give anything away.
They were not the eyes of a nice man.
“It’s nice to see you, Jade,” he said. “Come in. Take a seat.”
We walked in and he closed the door.
Morse wore a navy-blue suit. An expensive navy-blue suit with a black paisley silk tie. His shoes were Louboutins, I was certain, and he was impeccably groomed.
“You don’t look like a man who’s concerned about his son,” I said.
“What is that supposed to mean?”
“It means you look like a silver-haired mannequin at Saks,” I said. “Right down to your manicured fingernails. Did you have a two-hour massage this morning, too?”
“Marj…” Jade said.
“Come on. Look at him. Does he look like a worried father to you?”
“I’m sure you didn’t come here to insult me, Jade. I’m sure you’re concerned for Colin.”
“As much as she could be concerned for a man who left her at the altar. Or the man who convinced him to do so.”
Jade hedged a little. “She has a point.”