Everyone familiar belongs to Janet.
"Kane's not dumb enough to screw over his wife by screwing someone else," Steph said. "She'd be long gone before he even knew she knew about it, so let's get down to business."
She took our daughter from me and two sets of feminine eyes, along with mine, drilled into him.
"Harper's," he said, glancing at Steph to see if he earned points for using his wife's name this time, since it was clear the 'old lady' reference pissed my wife off, "best friend's, cousin's ..."
"This is sounding like a Burg story," she said to me.
"Burg?" He asked.
She shook her head. "Don't ask. Keep going."
Just like her mother, Olivia shook her curls and made a sound low in her throat, waving her arms as if she was encouraging him to get to the fucking point already, too.
"Harper's BFF's cousin's husband is missing. And I need help to find him."
"You know how to locate people," I pointed out. We've both done our share of hunting ... and successfully located a number of people no one even knew existed. "Why do you need our help?"
"Because I'm going to kill the sonuvabitch for worrying Harper if I get my hands on him. Those three women are tight. When one's upset, they all suffer ... which isn't working for me because Harper and I found out this morning that she's preggers. I'm gonna be a daddy. Can you believe it?"
"No," I answered truthfully.
"Jeez, you guys don't shoot blanks in any area of your life, do you?" Steph said. "If you just heard that you're going to be parents, shouldn't the two of you be busy celebrating ... or something ... before you get roped into a full-scale manhunt?"
She's no doubt remembering how I called Tank and told him I was offline the day we found out about Olive. Steph needed to be held and reassured that we would survive and even thrive with a baby in our life. Even if I'd been across a few oceans, I would've been there for her.
"I need this handled now so Harper can relax. I also need backup so I don't get locked up ... again," Kane said, closing my office door.
