Ivy Holden rubbed her stomach. "I'm so hungry. I didn't even have breakfast."
Jensen Morrison glanced at his watch and said with a sigh, "It's already ten-thirty. Let's find somewhere to eat before we head back."
"Okay, I'll call Leo Ziegler first. I bet he's losing his mind." Looking at the dozen or so missed calls from him on her phone, Ivy Holden took a deep breath, braced herself for an earful, and dialed his number.
"Oh, for crying out loud! You can't just try to kill me like this!" Leo Ziegler wailed.
"Mr. Ziegler, President Ziegler, I'm so sorry. We were giving our statements and couldn't answer. We just got out of the police station, and the very first thing I did was call to let you know we're okay. So, can you please stop the wailing?"
