The sun is starting to rise as we approach Orlando, and I’m half tempted to suggest we keep driving west and get some beach time in before heading back to the freezing-ass Maine winter.
Me
Who are you looking for?
CC95
My husband
She responds instantly, and I’m not a huge fan of her answer. Domestic disputes aren’t really my thing.
Me
Who is your husband, who referred you, and who are you?
CC95
His name is Shane Robertson, and I want to serve him divorce papers. My brother, Jake Callahan, referred me. My name is Callie Callahan
So much for keeping things cryptic via Gone. She’s just throwing out full government names like she has no sense of self-preservation.
“Callahan,” I say, turning to my brother. “I just got a job request from someone named Callie Callahan. Her brother is Jake Callahan, and he referred me.”
“Callahan as in the crime family?” Noah glances over at me, eyebrows raised.
“I don’t know. I guess.” I usually don’t do much work with crime families because of what happened a decade ago. And a crime family domestic dispute sounds extra dangerous. Still, my curiosity is piqued. Piqued enough to find out more information, not to necessarily agree to the job.
Me
Let’s meet to discuss. I’m out of town right now. End of this week? You pick the place and time
CC95
Okay. Friday, Maine Coffee Co in Portland at 3pm?
I agree and put my phone down. I usually don’t meet in person, but I want to be able to read body language while she explains what she needs. I can usually tell if someone is lying or being sketchy.
“While I have you as a captive audience, should we talk about the list?” Noah glances over at me.
“For fuck’s sake, you just took a guy out. You want to plan the next one already?”
“Yes. Yes I do.”
I can’t imagine where Noah would be without me.
We weren’t born like this. We were made into what we are today by shit that went down a long time ago.
I used to hate what we do way more than I do now. When I’m in doubt, I remind myself that without us, there’d be so many more women and girls hurt.
We couldn’t save our sister, but we can save others like her.
“Alright. Let’s talk about your list.”
Noah nods to his backpack, and I pull out his notebook. As we talk, I make a mental list of things to work on later tonight.
Including researching Callie Callahan.
Chapter 2
