Chapter 17
“Five o’clock at Cutters.” Jo didn’t even greet Cassidy when she answered the phone. Just issued the order.
“Uh. O-kay.” Cassidy’s voice was hazed with sleep.
Jo looked at the clock floating on the glass wall of her office. It was barely seven. The morning light was bright enough that the overhead lights were faded down to almost nothing. “Oh, sorry. I didn’t realize the time.”
Cassidy was usually awake by now, but she certainly didn’t sound it at the moment.
“S’okay. Russell and I, we were just, sort of, uh, continuing the honeymoon.”
Great, now she felt even worse. Unable to sleep after Angelo left, she’d skipped her morning workout and come straight to work. She hadn’t even stopped for a bagel and cream cheese or anything else fattening and satisfying. She’d had her usu
