"What?" Kyle paused, then shook his head. "That's what happens when you're kidnapped out of pre-school. Last time I saw him was three years ago, and I wasn't even sure he made it, and then suddenly, I'm in L.A., and there's Miss Parker." He spit the words out with venom. "When she should be in Blue Cove or Harvard or where the hell ever. And she says she has his e-mail?"
"If she says so, she probably does." Unlike years ago - for him - it wasn't exactly a secret that Jarod wasn't at the Centre anymore, so Xander didn't feel he was giving anything away by saying, "Far as I know he's not locked up anyplace; hasn't been for a while now. I really don't know where he is, though."
And he really wouldn't say if he did, not when the guy was trying to keep not just himself but a little girl out of the hands of the same people Parker had walked away from in disgust.
"Right." And after a second, "You won't be hearing from me again, Mr. Carson." And then more lightly, "Especially not after that thing with the glitter and the stripper and the banana cream. Jeez."
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And he really wouldn't say if he did, not when the guy was trying to keep not just himself but a little girl out of the hands of the same people Parker had walked away from in disgust.
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And if that e-mail really lead him to Jarod....
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"I'd trust her with my life. I'd trust her with my kid's life." When, you know. He had one.
The father part, he didn't answer at all.
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"Right." And after a second, "You won't be hearing from me again, Mr. Carson." And then more lightly, "Especially not after that thing with the glitter and the stripper and the banana cream. Jeez."