Desmond should still be at the office. No need to call ahead this time, if he has a client I will throw them out the door to free up some time. What’s happened isn’t just my fault, and he has to take responsibility for what he’s done.

I pull up in front of the office with Marcus right behind me. I jump out of the SUV and head for the steps.

“Seymore, will you wait?” Marcus yells, getting out of his own car.

“Where are we at with tracking down ...