Total pages in book: 144
Estimated words: 138522 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 693(@200wpm)___ 554(@250wpm)___ 462(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 138522 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 693(@200wpm)___ 554(@250wpm)___ 462(@300wpm)
“They connect,” Reese says. “That’s obvious.”
“Agreed,” Cole chimes in, all of us stepping around the conference table, but no one sits down.
Reese leans on the table. “Focus, Gabe. We’re on her team. We’re the ones who will get her out of this and she needs help. We can still work on her case, without her here.”
“And I’m one hundred percent on board,” Cole adds. “Jim, our new partner, will take over Abbie’s mom’s case. They’re communicating. He’s in trial today, but like me, he’s been brought up to date on all the details.”
“And those details are what?” I ask. “What don’t I know?”
“Blake is certain that was a wig on the security footage, and he’s not even sure it was a woman wearing it. He’s working on picking up footage from adjoining locations that might connect the dots. If we’re lucky, we won’t need to go through any interviews. Blake will end this for Abbie and her mother.”
“I can read between the lines,” I say. “If it was a man in the wig, that man could be me.”
Chapter seventy-five
Abbie
“Abbie!”
I’ve just stepped on the elevator when Cat appears in the doorway and joins me. “Thank goodness. I was afraid I missed you.” She settles her hand on her belly. “I’m not as fast as I used to be right now.”
“I like you, Cat,” I say, as the elevator doors close. “I sincerely like you. I’d love to get to know you, but I’m not changing my mind about what just happened in that conference room.”
She turns me to face her. “You came to Gabe for help.”
“I was going to Reid for help. To hire him. Gabe and I crossed paths unexpectedly.”
“Because it was meant to be.”
“Because he got unlucky. Wrong time, wrong place.”
“Abbie—”
The elevator stops and a cluster of people shove their way inside, forcing us into a corner together. Cat casts me a dismayed look, clearly wanting to continue the conversation, but not about to do so with an audience. Kudos to her for good judgment. This isn’t something any of us want spread around. We stand there, two sardines in a can of a dozen while she, no doubt, thinks about how to change my mind, and I think about how to let her down easy. She’s Gabe’s sister. She loves him. One of the things I like about her. It’s also one of the reasons she should understand where I’m coming from.
The elevator dings at the lobby level and Cat and I allow the crowd to exit before we do the same. “Let’s go next door and get coffee,” she suggests, clearly having decided on a strategy that involves me committing to a sit-down conversation. Smart.
“I need to talk to my mother.”
“Call her, after you talk to me. Abbie. Please. Sit down and talk to me.”
“Cat—”
“If you won’t sit, I’ll go with you. Where are we going?”
I sigh. “You aren’t going to let me off the hook, are you?”
“No, I’m not.”
“Where’s the coffee shop?”
“Next door. We need to watch for the press, though. We just left our security behind. Let’s take the side door.”
She motions me to the right and we start walking. A few minutes later, we’re at a table with drinks in hand, both of us splurging on a sugar cookie as well. “I need this,” I say, taking a bite with loads of icing.
“I don’t,” Cat says. “I’m reigning in the eating, but I’ve been pretty good. A little treat shouldn’t hurt too much. I’m just trying to keep the dieting hell after birth to as short as possible.”
“Gabe’s looking forward to being an uncle,” I say, reminded now of his comments.
She sits up straighter, leaning in closer. “He talked to you about the baby and being an uncle? What did he say?”
“He hasn’t said it to you?”
“No.” She sighs. “Me and my brothers were at odds for a long while. I thought—I thought they had a lot of my father in them. I know better now.”
The father that Gabe and Reid seem to think is capable of horrible things, and yet, Cat thought her brothers to be the same. “What changed?”
“They read the letter our mother left me. They found out what our father did to her. They found out who he really was. I think they knew. I think they just didn’t want to see it, or rather, him.”
“And the letter opened their eyes?”
“Oh yes. Our father cheated on her. He treated her horribly. I think they both struggle with guilt over not seeing that or how miserable she was. I think they’ll both end up being wonderful fathers and husbands, Abbie. They won’t be like him. Gabe isn’t like him. He’s the reason Reid opened his eyes. Gabe—Gabe was easy to turn around. That letter undid him and put him back together. It made him a new man.”