REMI'S POV
Marcus had arranged the call — had done whatever needed doing to reach a woman who had, by all accounts, made herself very difficult to reach. Ingrid Calloway had a practice out of state now, a small behavioral health clinic with a schedule that ran six days a week, and when Marcus explained who was calling she'd said: I know who Dax Wolfe is. I also know he has people who find people, which is the only reason I'm agreeing to this and not blocking the number.
That told me quite a lot about Ingrid Calloway before I'd heard her voice.
I was in the kitchen when the call connected. Dax stood across from me at the island — not holding the phone, just present, giving me the position of someone who would answer if she directed something at him but had understood that this conversati
