Cam thought about it for a few minutes, then shook his head. "The only other place I know he frequents is that bar, Watersong. At least, when we took him there for his birthday, I got the impression he spent a good deal of time there. Other than that, I mean, he's my boss but we don't talk about much outside the cars we're working on, or the cars we most want to work on, that kind of thing."

One hand slid over Cam's face, then through his hair. "And I'm being about as helpful as a case of poison ivy on the ass. Sorry, man."