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right,” I admitted. “I’m not about to tell Evian’s family that she’s missing.” I turned to everyone. “I guess we just have to come up with the money or find her.”
    Kennedi leaned back and kicked her legs up on the coffee table. “ We don’t have to do anything. Good luck.”
    â€œSo you’re really going to leave us to do this by ourselves?” I asked.
    â€œYep,” Kennedi said.
    I didn’t have time to argue. Getting the money wasn’t an option, so the only other option was back to searching, which officially made this the worst trip ever.

Chapter 13
    T his was getting us nowhere. And right about now, not only was I sick and tired of Evian, I was sick and tired of racing around this place looking for her. Like what were we really going to do if we found her? Beat up the kidnappers and take her back? I’d called Travis and he was trying to get me some money, but the most I would be willing to come up off of was twenty thousand and I didn’t even want to do that. Plus, I didn’t know what good twenty thousand would do anyway.
    â€œBack so soon?” Kennedi said, laughing as she popped a strawberry in her mouth. “Thank you, hun,” she said to the bare-chested hunk who was apparently just wrapping up her massage. “Hector, you have some magical hands. Bill it to the room.”
    I looked at all the muscles in Hector’s body. “Can I get a massage, too?”
    He laughed, but I didn’t see anything funny. “Sorry, I have another appointment to get to,” he said.
    â€œThank you,” Kennedi said, holding the door open.
    â€œWow,” I said. “So we’re out traipsing all over this island and you’re up here getting a massage. Like really?”
    â€œYes, really. I keep trying to tell y’all. That’s your girl and not mine. But the good news is, Hector had some gossip I think you’ll be interested in.”
    â€œWhat?” I asked, grateful for at least that. That way I could get Tamara off my back.
    â€œBefore Hector came to me, he had an appointment with Darian Mathis.” Kennedi got comfortable on the sofa. This must’ve been juicy because she was grinning like she had a big secret.
    â€œDarian, the pop star?”
    â€œYep. And guess who she was in her room with?”
    â€œWho?” I asked.
    â€œShe was in the room with Jay Blackmon.”
    â€œThe rapper?”
    â€œYes, ma’am.” Kennedi turned up her lips.
    â€œWait a minute, but isn’t he married to . . . ?”
    â€œYes, he is,” she said, cutting me off. “Olivia Martinez’s husband of two months is chilling in the suite down the hall with another woman.”
    Oh, wow. Everyone had talked about Olivia and Jay getting married. They were both superstars in their own right, but they were only nineteen.
    â€œWow,” I said. “Let me call Quincy and tell him to stake out their room.” I paused. “Dang, how am I going to find out what room it is?”
    â€œYou need to hire me,” Kennedi said, whipping out a piece of paper and holding it toward me. “They’re in suite 403.”
    I high-fived her, then grabbed the phone and called Quincy. This would definitely make Tamara and Dexter happy. I needed something because so far I hadn’t come up with anything for Rumor Central: On the Road .
    I had just fired off the information for Quincy to come meet me when someone came banging at my door. I wasn’t in the mood for a party right now. I needed to take a nap and regroup, so I hoped this wasn’t any of my friends trying to get the party started.
    â€œWho is it?” I yelled.
    â€œIt’s me, Shay.”
    I rolled my eyes as I opened the door. “What’s up?”
    She burst through the door. “I think I know where Evian is. Let’s go!”
    â€œHow do you know where Evian is?” I asked.
    â€œBecause I