Page 60 of Wild Oblivion

I laughed.

"This conversation stays between us.”

"What conversation?" I said with a grin.

"I'm just saying, when I leave this place, I want to know it's in good hands.”

"This is my home. I'm not going to let this place go to hell on my watch.”

He nodded.

And with that, we went back to our burgers. I suspected we’d never speak of it again until the time came, and I hoped that time was a long way away.

We finished our meal and topped it off with some key lime pie. I offered to pick up the tab, but Daniels insisted.

My phone buzzed with a call from Giselle again. “I’m at your boat. Nobody’s here. Any idea where they went?”

Icalled Jack. It went to voicemail. I left him a message, then dialed again.

This time, he picked up after a few rings. "What's up?"

Music thumped in the background.

"Where are you?"

"Nowhere. Just getting a little fresh air and taking in the scenery.”

"Where are you?" I asked again, having an inkling.

"I thought it would be a good idea to get Henrik out into the world and create new experiences. I figured it might jog his memory."

"Giselle went by the boat, looking for her grandfather.”

"Just tell her we’ll be home shortly.”

"Where. Are. You?”

"Studying how gravitational forces affect buoyant masses.”

"You took him to a strip club?"

“It was Henrik’s idea,” Jack said.

"Sure it was."

"He's having a great time.”

"I'm sure he is.”

"I would have called and invited you, but I knew you were busy."

"I was dealing with a hostage situation,” I said.

"How’d that work out?”

"All the hostages survived."