“Come up to room five-seventy-two,” he said. “In the business section of the hotel.”
That was all he needed to hear.
“Thank you,” he said, and then, Corbin hung up.
When they were all looking at him, Gene explained what had just gone down.
“We have a situation.”
Oh, boy.
“What happened?” Elizabeth asked.
It had been too quiet with the people she worked with. Of course, something was going to go haywire. She wasn’t shocked in the least.
Gene explained.
“Corbin is struggling. He said he returned to the hotel and took a nap.”
Elizabeth lifted a brow.
That sounded harmless. She was well aware they’d just come off a case, so they had to be tired. As long as they did their work, she didn’t care if he went nude skydiving.
If that was his kink, whatever.
“Uh, okay. Well, they worked a case, so I’m okay with that. What’s the issue?”
He shared.
“He said he had a dream. I’m going to bet that it was about Will, and he’s rattled. We’re going to have to talk him off the ledge. When this happens, he gets super emotional, and needs to lean.”
Yowza.
The only thing she was good with was that they had plenty of people on this case. If she had to send Corbin back to Damascus, they had plenty of help.
The last thing they needed was investigators on the edge.
Now, she was worried about his well-being.
“Is he okay?” she asked.
Corbin was a good egg, and they liked him a lot. In the short time that he’d worked for her, she realized he was an asset to the team, and important in Ethan’s and Gene’s lives.
They all came into this marriage with attachments.
Or baggage.
“He will be,” Gene admitted. “We just need to let him talk it out.”
Well, then, they’d do what they could.
As Chris was packing up his kit, she stopped him.
“I know that your people have to have something for me,” she said. “They’re too afraid I’ll lose my goddamn mind. So give me something.”
He actually laughed.
Well, he wasn’t shocked.
