Total pages in book: 121
Estimated words: 118693 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 593(@200wpm)___ 475(@250wpm)___ 396(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 118693 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 593(@200wpm)___ 475(@250wpm)___ 396(@300wpm)
I laughed and shook my head. “Thanks for getting me to open up. It’s been hard keeping my relationship with Finn a secret.”
Her smile faded. “A secret from who?”
I pulled the corner of my lip into my mouth. “My parents.”
She’d started to respond when someone walked into the ladies’ room. She took my arm in hers and we headed back to our table.
“Lord, that conversation needs wine and chocolate.”
I giggled and looked at the woman next to me. I would have never dreamed we would be friends, especially after I’d found out she slept with Finn. But Regina reminded me of Autumn and Clare. I made a mental note to introduce them all.
As we walked up to the table, Paul looked up. “I got your answer.”
My heart jumped to my throat, making it hard to talk. “Al…already?”
He smiled and stuck his chest out some. “Yes.”
I sank into my chair and stared at him. “And?”
“Well, hang on to your seat, darlin’, because I think this is going to blow your mind.”
Taking in a deep breath, I nodded for him to tell me.
“The two women you wanted to find a connection to are for certain connected.”
The excitement rushed over my body. I knew it! I knew they were connected.
Pulling out my notebook, I got ready to start taking notes. “How are they connected?” I asked.
Paul grinned from ear to ear. “They’re sisters.”
My pen dropped and I fell back against my seat. It took me five seconds to process what he’d just said.
“Sisters?” I asked in a stunned voice.
He turned the computer to show me a picture, and my mouth gaped open as I internally fist-pumped.
We’d just won the case, before it even went to trial.
Rory
The truth comes out
Rushing into the building of the law firm, I glanced at my watch. My mother would still be in her office. I had no idea if idiot Russell was still here or not. I made my way to the elevator and pulled out my phone.
Nothing from Finn. My heart sank, but I tried not to read into it much. When the doors dinged and opened, I was pulled from my daydreams of last night. As I made my way toward my office, my assistant, Krista, rushed up to me. “Rory, your mother is in your office. With Mr. McCormick.”
With a smile, I said, “Is that so?”
“Yes,” she said while attempting to keep up with my fast pace. “If you don’t mind me speaking frank…”
I stopped. “Please do. Always, Krista.”
She glanced around before leaning in closer and whispering, “I think he is trying to get you off the Long case.”
Standing a bit taller, I threw my shoulders back and took in a deep breath. “Well then, I say bring it on, Mr. McCormick.”
Krista giggled and followed behind me. “Do you need anything, Ms. Adams?”
“No, Krista, thank you.”
I stopped at my office door and drew in a deep breath before turning the handle and walking in. I stopped and surveyed the scene. My mother sat on my side of the desk, while Russell sat in one of the chairs opposite my mother.
“Rory, so nice of you to join us,” my mother said with a grin.
“I had a business meeting I needed to attend. May I ask why everyone is camped out in my office?”
My eyes drifted between my mother and Russell, but then immediately moved to the dozen red roses on my desk.
Russell must have noticed my reaction. “Looks like your boyfriend sent you flowers, Rory.”
Jerking my eyes back to him, I pierced him with my eyes. If I’d had the power to shoot daggers I’d have launched them at this asshole.
“Boyfriend? Rory, are you seeing someone?”
Shifting my attention to my mother, I walked into the room and set my purse and briefcase on my desk. I leaned down and smelled the flowers while closing my eyes. When I opened them, I shot a dirty look at Russell before smiling and turning to my mother. “Mom, what brings you into my office?”
“Mr. McCormick has brought up a few issues which concern him.”
“I see,” I said as I sat down on the sofa next to my desk. “Would this be me leaving early yesterday and perhaps me coming in late this morning? Which I might say was the first time I have ever been late?”
“That, and he feels as if you are not…focused.”
Oh, that dirty rat bastard. He sat there with a smug, victorious smile on his face. I couldn’t wait to slap it the hell off.
“Is that so?” I asked with a fake smile.
“I tried to speak to you about this earlier, Rory, but you stormed out of here before I could.”
Standing, I walked up to my desk and reached into my bag for my laptop. Paul had sent me the pictures of Bryn Dierks and her sister, Casey Stevens, as well as some information on both of them. It had been so easy for him I had to wonder how our investigators here at the firm hadn’t found the connection after I’d brought up Bryn Dierks name.