“Well?” I demanded when he didn’t say anything else. “Did you find your mom?”

“How busy are you right now?” he asked, evading my question. “You got a lot going on, or could you possibly make a trip down here?”

“Where exactly is ‘down here,’ and how much trouble are you in?” I groused, figuring he needed me to bail him out of something.

“I’m not in any trouble,” he assured me, not even sounding offended. “And I’m in Colombia, actually. I’ve had a lot of shit going on, or I would have called you before now.”

“Colombia?” The word came out slightly strangled. I’d had my fill of that damn place, and I hadn’t even been there in forever. For the first few weeks following Nova’s death, I’d gotten countless prank calls from various Colombian numbers. After listening to that first voice mail and having my hopes lifted for all of five seconds, I’d refused to listen to another. I didn’t know who the fuck had been playing the sick game, but they had eventually gotten tired of it.

“Yeah, man. It’s a long story.”

“Did you find Felicity or not?” A thought hit me, and that gaping hole in the middle of my chest seemed to crumble around the edges. If something happened to Nova’s mom, she would never forgive me. “Is she okay?”

“My mom is fine. Great, actually. Look, can you come or not?”

I scrubbed my hand over my face. “If you need me, it doesn’t matter what I have going on. Just tell me what airport, and I’ll make the arrangements.”

“Perfect,” he said with a laugh. “First, fly out to California to get my dad before you come down. I have someone I want you two to meet.” Another laugh filled my ear, and it took me a moment to realize why it sounded so weird to me. It was because I hadn’t heard that kind of genuine happiness from anyone in a hell of a long time. “Don’t waste any time, man. Get your ass in the air ASAP.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” I muttered. “Tell your dad I’ll pick him up later tonight, and we’ll be on our way to fucking Colombia.”

“Great. I’ll have Guzman meet you at the airport and drive you straight to the house. He’s our head of security. I think you’ll like him. If I’m not there, Maria, the housekeeper, will make you feel welcome. I’m rarely there between work and other shit, but it’s where I sleep most of the time. She will get you fed and put you in one of our best rooms.” There was suddenly a commotion in the background, several female voices talking excitedly all at once and then laughter. Garret groaned before lowering his voice. “See you soon, brother.”

After the call ended, I let the pilot know about the plans and then texted Mom that I had to make a trip. I didn’t explain where or why, because I honestly had no idea what was going on with Garret. But he hadn’t seemed upset about anything, so I figured there wasn’t anything to worry about.