“I have it.” Dom nodded after double-checking to be certain the number was in his phone. Being thorough meant he’d have a written copy in his office as well. Putting the phone into his top pocket, his fingers touched a foreign object. He drew it out, realising it was a business card as he flipped it deftly over between middle and forefinger to read what it said.
The frown deepened and then cleared as he remembered. “Ah. “ That was right! He’d forgotten entirely about the human woman in the cafe and her runaway fiancé. What had she said his name was? She’d forgotten in her haste to write it on the card as he’d requested. “Do you by chance know a vampire named Kalen...Kaden, or something similar?” he asked, turning the card over and over between idle fingers. He thought some more, recalling the face better than he had the name. “Light brown hair, worn longish, brown eyes, slight cleft in the chin?”