EXT. to INT. - DESERT'S EDGE MOTEL - NIGHT

Gerri was almost to her car, fury raging inside her, feet hitting the ground so hard her knees and hips began to ache when her phone rang. Snarling, she jerked it free of her pocket, thumb mashing on the green answer square. "Meyers."

"Sunshine." Jackson's irritating voice only made her mood worse. She hadn't meant to fight with Kinsey. She really intended just to make her see reason. And fuck, she'd left the file ...