"Agreed," Emily said as she stood up. "I have to catch my connecting flight. Put an end to this, Vicki." She shook my hand, then tossed a twenty-dollar bill on the table and walked off.

I stared at the card. Making a decision, I picked up my phone and called Luna Adrienne. "I need you to fly to New Orleans on the next available flight," I told her when she answered.

"New Orleans?"

"There's a man we need to see. It's an emergency."

She didn't say anything; she was probably linking to Leo. "Are you all right?"

"I will be after this. I'll meet you at the airport, text me...