His hands shook as he made a call to Tim. His lover picked up after the third ring. “Mike, babe, what’s wrong?”
“I’d forwarded an e-mail to you. Samuel Kingston is also involved in the attack last evening. I’ll kill that bastard!”
“Hey, babe. What are you talking about? Hold on! Let me read the e-mail!”
He waited impatiently, but he distracted himself by thinking of various ways to even the score with Samuel. Tim’s curses brought him back to the present.
“Tim, Terrence and I will be out of the office the entire morning. I want to check out Lance Maxim’s place again. There have got to be something we missed.”
“Okay, Mike. Be careful!”
“I will! Take care of each other at home, love.”