Page 143 of Out Of A Fix

“Like I said this morning, Wilson should hope that the FBI finds him before Ryan Mullane does.”

“Did the FBI talk to Mullane?”

“They let him know that the key to the Camaro was found. Apparently, he’s had people making inquiries, and they tracked James here to Eena before his phone was turned off.”

“Then what he thought happened, did in fact happen.”

“Yeah. They’re just confirming what I’m sure he surmised.”

I took a breath. “Okay, then. Thanks for letting me know.”

“You’re welcome.”

“You two feel all right, don’t you?”

“Oh God,” he groaned. “Why?”

“Stomach flu outbreak, but so far it just got Griff and Dar.”

“This is why after being around kids you need a Silkwood shower.”

“Charming.”

“I’m wearing a hazmat suit next time.”

“Maybe there won’t be a next time,” I growled at him.

“Oh, there’ll be a next time. Once a fixer, always a fixer, and you know it.”

I did know that.

“And, Nash?”

“What?”

“You have a lovely family, and they’re crazy about you.”

I grunted.

He was laughing when he hung up.

It was time to call Rais after that.

“I knew it,” he told me. “I could hear it in your voice. You were crazy about those kids from the jump, and the father needs you, and you’re a sucker for that.”

“Thanks.”

“You know what I mean.”

I did. “You’ll visit, yeah?”

“Of course I will. You will too.”

I would. I had to. He was my best friend.

“Also, I want a smokin’ deal on your place.”

“You can rent it.”