“What do you want from out of here?" Tyler asked, gazing at the sheer volume of stuff that was wedged inside the storage unit.
She thought for a moment. “Anything marked research. I know there are a couple of boxes. I need the laptop and the two computers as well as the contents of my desk."
“Well we didn't plan this out too well, did we?" he laughed, looking at his bike. “Let me call Jagger and have him bring my truck."
“You have a truck?" This was news to her.
“And a car. I'm mysterious," he wiggled his eyebrows up and down.
There were so many things she didn't know about this man, and the more she found out, the more she wanted to know. “What kind of truck and car do you have?"
“Your normal boys' toys," he shrugged.
“Jagger, I need you to bring my truck to the storage unit that M
