Penn watched Brooke be driven away. His heart raced. He knew her schedule, so this date was unexpected. He grabbed his keys as he dialed Kent’s number.

“Kent.”

“I need a trace on a license plate.”

“Is this about Brooke?”

“Yeah, she went on a date, I guess.”

Penn told Kent the license plate number.

“I’ll have this back in a few. Your stepmother called me.”

Penn groaned. “I don’t want to talk to her. I only met her once ...