“He knows. He’s working on it.” Mitch nodded. He wasn’t about to hammer his son over the head with something he already knew.
“Good. Talk soon.” Lucinda hung up.
Mitch put his phone back on the desk. For two seconds, he considered going to talk to Kyle about what Lucinda had just said, then he thought better of it. There really was no point until she had numbers to give him.
He still didn’t think that would be enough to change Kyle’s mind. The truth was, he respected his son’s decision to rely on his own merit. It was a brave move, and certainly not the easiest choice. Easy would be putting Mitch’s name on the cover, but if Kyle didn’t want that, Mitch would support him. He’d support him no matter what Kyle decided.
He tapped the touchpad to wake the screen up, then scrolled back a few pages to read through the previous day’s work. He put his fingers on the keyboard, making a few changes here and there, adding a bit of description, layering in some additional emotion.
He reached the end and started writing fresh.
He got two paragraphs done before his phone rang again. He needed to put it on silent. He glanced at the screen, notrecognizing the number. Something told him he should take it anyway.
“Hello?”
“Mitch?”
The voice was vaguely familiar. “Yes. Who’s this?”
“Angelo. Lucas’s brother.”
“Oh, right. Hi. How are you?”
“Good. How you doing?”
“I’m all right. Have you found out anything about Addison?”
“I have. She’s in a lot of debt. Could be part of the reason she kicked your son and granddaughter out. She couldn’t afford them.”
“Maybe, but I thought she was making money as an influencer. How much debt?”
“Approximately twenty-eight thousand dollars. Her credit cards are maxed. From what I was able to uncover, she’s relying heavily on sponsorships, so she is making money as an influencer, but get this. She has an eBay account where she sells most of the merchandise she’s given to promote. It’s probably the only thing keeping her afloat.”
“How did you find all this out?”
“I have a reliable network. More than that, I can’t say.”
Mitch smirked. This was valuable information. Information that they could use. “How would you feel about paying Addison a visit?”
Chapter Twenty-Six
Frankie was pulling the car into the driveway when Harper’s phone went off. She answered. “Hi, Jack. I have your grapes and Frankie’s got your knitting supplies. The yarn is very pretty. I can’t wait to show it to you in person. We’re just parking the car now.”
“Sounds good, man. Come over as soon as you can. We need to talk.”
She frowned. He sounded serious. “Okay. I’ll be right there.”
Frankie turned the car off. “Everything okay?”
“I have no idea, but Jack made it sound urgent. I’ll help you bring everything in, then I’ll take his stuff to him.”
“If you need to go now…”
Harper opened her door. “A few minutes won’t hurt.”
They each loaded up with bags of groceries and took the elevator up.
Willa was sitting on the couch, scrolling through her phone while watching television.
