"You ready to go?" he asked dryly, tousling her hair.
"I guess," Madeleine responded. "You know, you owe me a trip to the arcade after this, okay?"
"I don't understand why you like those games so much," Grayson muttered. "They're such a waste of time."
"They're cute," Madeleine argued. "And relaxing."
Grayson ignored her and dialed a number on McCarthy's cell phone. "Let's see if Mr. Darcouver is in."
Madeleine watched Grayson for a few moments. With an amused smile, he closed the cell phone and returned it to his pocket.
"Interesting. It seems that our friend Edward is on the line with someone else."
"Who else would call him at this hour?"
"I haven't the slightest idea..." Grayson began walking into the parking lot. "Unless..."
"Unless?"
"Unless Arazia decided to get up early this morning." Grayson chuckled. "Where did you park the car?"
"Over there."