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)
I try to pull away from Gabe, but he catches my waist, holding me to him. “Why are you running?”
“I need air, Gabe. I need to breathe.” Tears start to prickle my eyes.
“You were still in love with him,” he accuses.
“What? No. God, no, but I didn’t—this isn’t how I thought it would end. I thought—I need to go, Gabe.”
“You’re crying. I mean, I get it. He was your husband, but fuck. I didn’t think you still—”
“I’m not crying. I’m not. I—”
He swipes dampness from my cheeks. “You’re crying, Abbie. Talk to me. I need to understand what you’re feeling right now.”
“I need to leave, Gabe.”
“Oh no. You’re not going anywhere without me. Not until we know what’s going on. You’re too connected to him.”
I grab his lapels. “And he was murdered, right?”
“We don’t know for sure yet.”
“For sure? Was Reid told it was murder?”
“We don’t know for sure.”
“That’s a yes. We do know. Why not just say that, Gabe? He was murdered. The police always look at the ex-spouse. They’ll look at you, too, if you’re close to me.” And then they’ll know what I did. Then he’ll know. I shove at his chest. “Get back, Gabe. Let me go.” I try to pull away again. He isn’t having it, he still holds me firmly.
“Stop and listen to me, Abbie. Pushing me away does neither of us any good.”
“No, you listen. He was coming at me, my mother, and most recently because of me, you, Gabe. We are both suspects. You know we are. That’s how this works. You haven’t known me long. Distance will protect you.”
There’s a knock on the door and by the time I’ve turned toward the sound, Reid’s inside the office, shutting the door behind him. “I talked to Reese. He needs you both to come to him at the courthouse. He’s in trial. He’ll see you during his break.”
“Reese?” I ask, looking between the two brothers. “As in your brother-in-law who just helped us at the shelter? The criminal attorney? We need Reese?”
“Just his name will give law enforcement pause,” Reid replies. “He’s that good. They’ll step more cautiously where you two are concerned once he’s formally named as your attorney.”
“It’s a precaution,” Gabe interjects quickly. “Just a precaution.”
“Because Kenneth was murdered,” I say. “Say it, Gabe. He was murdered.”
His lips thin. “Okay, Abbie. Yes. That’s the information Reid was given. He was murdered.”
And there it is. He was murdered. And I was involved. Oh God, I was involved. This is all exploding in my face, what I did is exploding in my face, and I can’t let that catch Gabe and take him down with me. “If we need precautions,” I say, “then you need to take a step back, from this and me.” And knowing this stubborn man, won’t listen, I turn a plea on Reid, appealing to a man I tried to hire for his cold-hearted reputation. “Protect your brother. I need out of this room and out of his life.” I take a step toward the door.
Reid blocks my path. “What he needs,” he says, his blue eyes hard. “Is what you need. To talk to Reese. You’re already linked to my brother, but the good news here is that the list of people who hate your ex and might kill him is long.”
“We’re going to the courthouse,” Gabe says, turning me to face him. “We’re going to talk to Reese about what to do next. That conversation needs to include your mother at some point. You need to call her, warn her, and let her know that he’s her attorney. Keep her silent until we can formally connect her with Reese.”
“My mother,” I whisper, my hand pressing to my suddenly churning belly. “I pulled my mother into this. We should have just sold the property.”
“I’ll be waiting on you outside,” Reid says, the door opening and shutting behind me with his obvious departure.
“We are fine,” Gabe insists. “And we’ll know more soon. Reid called Walker Security. They’re our guys for anything and everything. They’re well-connected and experts in all forms of law enforcement and security. They’re getting the inside scoop on this for us.”
“How fast will they know?”
“They’re rapid fire. Like I said, we’ll know more soon.”
He’s going big on this. He’s afraid. I’m afraid and I have reason to be. “This is why I kept trying to push you away. Kenneth was trouble. I knew he’d try to hurt you. I just—I’m so sorry that I pulled you into this.”
“I’m not sorry, Abbie. This would have happened no matter my involvement with you or not. Now, you’re not alone. Not now. Not ever again, unless you choose to be. And I won’t let you make that choice until this is over.” He strokes my cheek. “You’re stuck with me, baby. Get used to it.”