Chapter 181: Truth Search

A light misty rain creates a sheen on the windshield. The cab driver turns on the wipers. I scan my phone one more time. The name of the restaurant where Grant is having a business dinner is the last text I received.

"Stop here," I say when the restaurant La Blanca comes into view on the right side of the road.

The cabbie pulls over and checks his meter tapping on the side rather than giving me a price.

"Can you wait? This won't take long."

"Sure, babe, but the meter is running."

Of course. Story of my life. The meter is always running.

CLARE: I'm here.

I send the quick text and stay in the cab until Grant pokes his way out the front door.

"I'll be right back," I say from the cab and make my way across the sidewalk to him.