That bastard. He was going to just leave me hanging. “No worries on that, sir. I’ve already got it planned to take him. I’m off that day.”
His brow lifted. “You’ll take him?”
“Yes, sir.”
I pulled the door open and went to walk out. “You’re not even the least bit curious what my answer to your question is?”
“I’m here to do a job, sir. There isn’t a man here I wouldn’t risk my own life for, and that includes you, Captain. As long as I’m doing the job you need me to do, it doesn’t really matter if you like me or not.”
He laughed and shook his head. “Apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.”
I had no idea what he meant, and I didn’t care. I wasn’t in the mood to play games with the man who could possibly destroy my future, in more than one way.
I left his office, shut the door, and headed outside.
The second the fall air hit me, I drew in a deep breath.
“What did he want?” Colton asked.
“He asked about Preston’s baby.”
“Huh.”
“I think he knows about Rory and me.”
Colton chuckled. “If he knew, he’d have cut your dick off. Trust me. He doesn’t know a damn thing.”
My stomach felt sick. Was this any way to start a relationship? With lies and hiding? I hadn’t heard from Rory since her last text to me four days ago, and it was driving me fucking crazy. I’d never dealt with these kinds of feelings. I needed to talk to someone before I went mad with wondering why she’d left and why I hadn’t heard from her.
Pulling my phone out, I sent Angela a text. If anyone could help me figure this shit out, it was my baby sister.
Chapter 20
Rory
Go with your gut
I watched as a cloud took on different shapes in a matter of seconds. A dog. A mouse. The letter M. My mind spun around in a million different directions. I hadn’t been this unfocused in a long time. The idea that I had walked out on Finn a week ago bothered me more than I thought it would.
I’d freaked out and acted on emotion. My first instinct had been to push Finn away, and I wasn’t sure why.
The knock on my office door pulled me from my thoughts. “Come in.”
Russell walked in with the file I’d asked to see. He had been out golfing with a few of the senior partners and a potential client they were hoping to land.
He dropped the file on my desk and then sat down. “I thought you looked at this information.”
“I did. But I want to make sure I look at it again. The other day when I was at the library, I was talking to the children’s librarian. On a hunch, I asked if Robert had ever volunteered there, and she said he had. Then she told me about a little boy who adored him. The mom became very obsessed with Robert. So much so he had to change the library he volunteered at.”
“Why didn’t Long tell us this?”
I shrugged. “Not sure, but it’s something we need to ask him.”
“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?”