Brady walked into the bedroom and grabbed the pair of
jeans he had through in the floor this morning and put them back on. He grabbed
his favorite black t-shirt and threw it on. "Much better" he sighed as he walked
back into the kitchen. He grabbed the drinks and looked towards Reese. He
mouthed the words "having any luck?"
She shrugged about ready to give up on this lead and just
going for the phone book to get a local number "Thank you for your help.
Just let him know I called and I'll track him down this way."
It only took a couple of minutes and she was calling the
San Francisco branch of the Luna Foundation, located nearby on Angel
Island.
The phone started to ring.....
