“Did Cary fire him?” she asked. “Fucking Tommy?”
“Not yet. I asked him to wait until Friday.”
“What’s Friday?”
“I’m quitting SDM.”
Kim grinned. “Fuck SDM.”
“I’m moving home, Kim.”
Her eyes lit up. “I’m happy to hear that.”
“That’s why I have to leave.”
“What? You lost me.”
Tyler groaned. “God, this is so embarrassing. I didn’t know it was Tommy and Lara in the penthouse. I thought Cary was cheating on me.”
“He’d never!” Kim practically launched herself through the phone. “He doesn’t evenlookat other women. Dude,Ilook at girls more than he does—and I’m not even joking.”
“I’m not doing another long-distance thing. And Cary’s not moving to Winnipeg, so—”
“You never know. He might surprise you.”
“That’ll be the day.”
“Tyler.” Kim’s voice dropped, serious now. “He’s not Duffel Bag Dave. You need to get over it.”
“Like the Eagles song?”
Kim cracked a smile. “Exactly.” She took another sip. “He’s done nothing to deserve this. Is he gone a lot? Yes. He’s CaryfuckingKingston. Besides, the tour ends in August. He’s not going on the road next year.”
“Really?” She squinted. “I didn’t know that.”
“Vegas told us.”
“Does this mean we can work together?” Tyler asked. “I talked to Allie—she’s in. She just has to figure out how to leave with her bands.”
“What about Yestown?” Kim asked. “Sebastien will die before he lets you take them.”
“Sounds like a plan.” Tyler smiled. “So . . . what do you say?”
Kim grinned. “Fuck yeah.”
Tyler had too much on her mind to go back to sleep so she took a quick shower and drove into work. The first few hours in the office were her most productive. Toronto was three hours ahead, and she was always playing catch-up with people out East.
When she arrived at the office the alarm didn’t sound; someone was up early, probably Bob counting something.
“Tyler!” Sebastien screamed from his office. “Get in here!”
With no sense of urgency, she opened the door to her office and let Rory in before going to see him.
“What do you want?” she asked, her voice measured.
“You know fucking what. Cary—his tour?” Sebastien’s face flashed bright red. Maybe he was having a heart attack. Not that she would have called an ambulance.
“I found out this morning from Kim.” She tightened her topknot. “I know nothing about it.”
