Fighting for Love (Boston Love #2) Read Online Kelly Elliott

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Boston Love Series by Kelly Elliott
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Total pages in book: 121
Estimated words: 118693 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 593(@200wpm)___ 475(@250wpm)___ 396(@300wpm)
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“His accuser doesn’t have kids, though.”

Flipping through the pages, I read over them quickly. I had no idea what I was looking for. “I know.”

“But yet you think there might be a connection?”

I glanced up at him. “I do.”

He nodded. “Then go with your gut.”

Smiling, I refocused on the paperwork in front of me. For once it felt like Russell had confidence in me.

“Why were you at the children’s library?”

I said it without even thinking. “Finn was volunteer reading there.”

My head snapped up and my eyes widened in horror when I realized what I had let slip.

“Finn Ward. The firefighter?”

Oh. Shit.

Act casual.

“Yes.”

“Are you dating him?”

I let out a fake chuckle. “No. We ran into each other there.”

Lies. Oh my gosh how easily I spit that out! My mother would be so disappointed in me.

The way he was looking at me made me uncomfortable.

“Really? Huh.”

I wanted to ask what he meant by that, but decided the best thing to do would be to change the direction this conversation was headed.

“Back to what I was saying, I have a feeling there is a connection, and I’d like to investigate it a bit more.”

He nodded. “We have Robert coming in next week to go over questions he’ll be asked on the stand.”

“Okay. I think I’ll pay him a visit before then and see if he remembers this lady.”

Russell stood up. “Perfect. Shall we meet later and discuss what he said?”

My heart stopped.

Finn.

I had hoped to see him tonight, but I knew he was working, so there wouldn’t be a chance of us having dinner anyway. With a forced grin, I replied, “Sure. I’ll text you when I’m through and on my way back.”

“I have the perfect spot to meet. We can talk shop and grab a bite.”

Trying like hell not to roll my eyes, I lifted the corner of my mouth into a slight grin. Working long hours and having dinner with my coworkers wasn’t anything new for me. But we usually just grabbed takeout or had it delivered. Russell insisted on eating out all the time. It only wasted time, in my opinion. I made a mental note to discuss this with him tonight.

“I’ll let you know when I’ve finished talking to Robert.”

He shot me a smile and then a wink before heading out of my office and shutting the door behind him. I couldn’t help but feel a bit stunned. He didn’t even offer to go with me to talk to Robert. It wasn’t like him to let me take on something on my own.

He thinks I’m wasting my time. That bastard. Go with your gut. Hah! He’s humoring me is all.

Narrowing me eyes, I glared at my door. Yeah, he didn’t offer to go because he doesn’t think I’ll get anything out of Robert. With a shake of my head, I looked through the file and found Robert’s phone number.

Dialing, I cleared my throat.

“Hello?”

“Hello, Mr. Long, this is Rory Adams.”

“Yes, hello, Ms. Adams. How are you?”

“I’m doing well, thank you. I was wondering if you might be available for lunch today? I was wanting to go over some things with you and ask a few questions.”

He sighed, and I knew this guy was over being asked questions. “I promise I won’t take up much of your time, and I’ll even pay for lunch.”

“I don’t know what more I can tell you. Between the police and your law firm asking me a million questions, I doubt I have anything new for you.”

Reaching for my purse, I stood. “I know it’s frustrating, and if I thought it could wait until next week, I wouldn’t be bothering you. But this is rather important.”

“Okay, well, I’ll need to cancel lunch with my fiancée.”

“There’s no need to do that. Tell me where you guys are meeting and I’ll meet you there, if you’re comfortable talking in front of her.”

“Yes, totally.”

Robert gave me the address. They were meeting in less than thirty minutes, which meant I needed to hustle. As I made my way out of the building, I couldn’t help but notice Russell standing at the security desk flirting with one of the interns. I rolled my eyes and kept walking.

Hailing a cab, I ducked inside and said, “Dillon’s restaurant, please.”

It wouldn’t dawn on me until the taxi driver pulled up that I was next to Engine 33. My father’s and Finn’s station.

When I stepped out of the taxi, I glanced down to the firehouse and took in a deep breath. What I wouldn’t do to be able to walk in and see him. Tell him how sorry I was for leaving like I did.

Pulling my phone out of my purse, I pulled up Finn’s name while walking toward the restaurant.

Me: Hey. I’m really sorry for taking off like I did. I kind of got a bit freaked out.


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