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that. Tyler’s always been a bit of a rolling stone. I could never see him sitting at some desk pushing papers around. Heaven knows I’ve tried to get him to work for the family business.”
    “I know how you feel. I have a baby brother too. But this may be good for Tyler. He’s asked to hang around for a few more weeks and I said yes. I hope you don’t mind.”
    “No. If he wants to do this, he should learn from the best.”
     
    * * *
     
     
    J.J. bid Scott farewell and headed to his room. The ping of the elevator jutted him out of his daydream. He was sure Scott was going to say Tyler was more interested in chasing women than learning about the racing industry. Instead Scott continued to sing Tyler’s praises and assured J.J. he wouldn’t let his baby brother get in over his head. This description of Tyler was new to him. Perhaps his brother was maturing? They were all growing and changing. Hell, Tate was in committed relationship with Isabelle. J.J. pulled out his ringing cell phone as he reached into his pocket for his hotel key card.
    It was Seth. “Hey J.J. How was the talk with Scott?”
    “Very enlightening.” J.J. removed his shoes and took a seat on the sofa.
    “Let me guess. Tyler isn’t goofing off. He’s actually interested in racing.”
    “Scott says he has a natural instinct for it and asks all the right questions.”
    “I am the last person that wants to see Tyler do something potentially dangerous, but I also believe in him. For whatever reason, racing is resonating with him.”
    “You’re right.”
     

CHAPTER FOUR
     
     
    Sam and J.J. had a productive day at his office strategizing the itinerary for the next group of facilities they’d visit. His old stomping grounds Denver was on the list. Blake Enterprises had a construction company that was manned by a good friend of J.J.’s, Russ Sparks, who was also a former Denver Colt. She couldn’t help notice the look of excitement and dread when they discussed Colorado but he didn’t say anything.
    Sam sipped on her wine and listened as J.J. tried to let some woman named Paige down gently. It was the third time she’d called today and from what she could get out of the conversation, he and Paige had been on a date recently and she was anxious to see him again, but J.J. was dragging his feet. She knew it didn’t look good for Paige when he answered the phone like he was talking to one of his staff. Code words like “tied up at the office” and “swamped with work” were a nice way of letting her down, but Paige was fighting the inevitable.
    Sam glanced around the restaurant, surveying the patrons, hoping to spot an anomaly. Looking for what was wrong in the landscape was an unfortunate hazard of security work.
    There was something peculiar going on in the backdrop of the restaurant. A finely dressed gentleman had just bumped into the fifth patron at the bar tonight. He was acting tipsy even though he’d been drinking club sodas for the last hour. She was so fixated on the man she didn’t notice J.J. had gotten off the phone.
    “Am I boring you Ms. Carson?” J.J. drawled.
    “Do you see the guy in the blue suit?” She point to the end of the bar. “I think he’s lifting wallets.”
    “How can you tell?”
    “Well, I’ve never seen anyone get drunk off club soda, and he’s had three the past hour.” Sam stood.
    “What are you going to do?” J.J. caught her hand.
    “I’m going to tell the manager to call the police.”
    Sam found the hostess and asked for the manager. While waiting at the hostess station for the manager to return, she noticed the guy had done it again, but now he was getting closer to the door. He was ramping up his drunk act so he could leave before detection. He fake stumbled to the door, but she moved into his path to block his exit.
    “Hold on now. We can’t have you leaving here inebriated. Can I call you a cab?”
    “Can I call you beautiful?” He winked at her and leaned on her shoulder.
    “I