“I found you a guy.”
Colt shot me an excited look but kept his voice steady. “Same guy you were saying about the other day?”
“Yup.”
“Deets, man.”
“Name’s Arlo Linetti. He’s gotta be late teens, maybe twenty. Attitude bigger than his ego, and, from what I’ve seen of his racing, he’s a quick learner with quicker reactions.”
“And he was with you last night?”
“Yeah.”
“Fuck,” Colt hissed. “Did he get arrested too?”
“No. He got away, as far as I’m aware.”
He huffed a breath and adjusted the peak of his cap. “I’d like to meet him.”
“Of course. I’ll sort it.”
“And what about Greer?”
I grunted and pushed back into the leather seat. The mere mention of her name was like a kick to the chest. “What about her?”
He glanced at me, and this time his expression swam with concern. “Did she get away too?”
A bolt of lightning shot down my spine, straightening and immobilizing it. “What do you mean,did she get away too?”
He shot me a warning. “From the meet. She was there last night; her assistant asked me for the details, and I gave them to her.”
“The fuck!” My heart hammered so damn hard it took my breath away. She was there last night? In the crowd that I searched? How come I didn’t see her?
“She didn’t tell you?” Colt asked, changing lanes and weaving in and out of traffic.
“No. I had no idea.” I pulled out my phone only to shove it back into my pocket. “Fuck, I don’t even have her number. Gimme your phone, bro,” I demanded.
“You don’t wanna do that, Raffie.”
“That’s where you’re wrong.”
“Thought you wanted coffee?”
Dammit. The smug son-of-a-bitch was right.
Rubbing a frustrated hand over my face, I scrubbed until it mildly hurt. “Fuck. Yes, coffee first.”
After what felt like hours, I finally had a caffeine fix held within my grasp and sipped that shit back like it was life itself.
“Okay, now can I have your phone?”
Colt snorted and gave me a condescending look. “You need to chill and put your pussy away. I’m sure she’sfine.”
Pinching the bridge of my nose failed to bestow some much needed calm. “Just fucking ring her, then I’ll need to sort out collecting my car. What’s the bet they’ve had it towed.”
The car lurched as Colton made an unexpected turn. “I’ll pull past the meet location and see if we get lucky.Call Greer Landon,”he commanded, in a robotic voice to the hands free system.
The music cut out and ringing came through the speakers. I clenched my coffee harder than necessary as nerves flooded my chest. Never before had calling a woman got me this jumped-up, and judging by the look on Colt’s face, he could blatantly see the effect she had on me.