Landon and Spazz were waiting for us in the common room when we returned. “How did it go?” Landon asked carefully.
I shook my head. “We didn’t find anything else.”
“That’s a good thing, right?”
“I guess so,” I sighed and took a seat beside him. “Where’s Kalen?”
He held up the baby monitor and passed it to me. “He’s asleep in Game’s room. He went down about thirty minutes ago.”
“What about you?” Grant asked Spazz. “Have you been able to find anything helpful?”
Spazz shrugged. “I found his last known address, but since he put all of his stuff in storage, I’d assume he isn’t living there anymore. I’ve also got the make and model of his car, as well as his license plate number, which won’t be very helpful unless we were utilizing the police to locate him. I do have an address and phone number for a Tracy Peterson—”
I gasped as soon as he said her name and quickly covered my mouth with my hand.
“Does that name mean something to you?” Grant asked and placed his hand on my shoulder.
I inhaled deeply and nodded. “Yes, she’s his mother. I mean, our mother.” I clasped my hands together tightly and tried to compose myself. I should have expected her name to come up during the search for information on Ben, but I hadn’t, and hearing it caught me off guard.
If Spazz noticed how rattled I was, he didn’t let it show and continued on with his questions. “Is Richard Dover his father?”
“Yes,” I confirmed while Grant shook his head and tried to stifle a laugh. “What?”
“I’m sorry,” he chuckled and waved his hand for Spazz to continue. “Tell us what you know about Ben Dover’s dad, Dick Dover.”
I tried not to laugh. I really did. But Landon’s loud guffaw had me cracking up with the rest of the table.
“I’ve got an address and phone number for him as well,” Spazz told us when our laughter died down. He wrote down the information on a piece of paper and handed it to me.
I quickly folded it and shoved it into my pocket. I’d never had any contact with my mother. Not any that I could remember. Obviously, I knew she existed, but I’d never looked for her. I hadn’t wanted to. But suddenly, she was a phone call away. I wasn’t sure what to do with that information and needed some time to process it.
“Thank you,” I finally managed to say. When I looked up, Grant and Landon were both watching me, and I knew I’d have more questions to answer later.
“What about Kalen’s birth records?” Grant asked. “Do you think you could find those and tell us who his mother is?”
Spazz nodded. “I should be able to. What’s his date of birth?”
“I don’t know the exact date. Ben told me he was three months old when he dropped him off,” I explained.
“Do you know where he was born?” Spazz asked.
I shook my head. “I don’t know anything other than his name,” I said and stopped abruptly as something occurred to me. “Ben never said Kalen’s last name was Dover. That’s an assumption I made.”
“That’s okay. As long as Ben is listed as the father, I should be able to find his records.”
“What if he’s not?” I asked.
Spazz grimaced. “That will make things more complicated. The more information I have, the easier it will be to find.”
“Thanks, Spazz,” I said and pushed back from the table. “I’m going to go check on Kalen.”
“I’ll come with you,” Landon said and got to his feet.
“Are you okay?” he asked as soon as we were behind Grant’s closed door.
“Yeah, I’m good,” I said quietly, even though I wasn’t sure that was entirely true.
“You don’t have to talk to her,” he said knowingly.
