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“I can be there in—”
“You’re liars!”Rose’s voice cuts through the air like a knife, forcing all the hairs on the back of my neck to stand to attention. “Is it true?”
The pain in her voice as she screams and bangs about in her office down the hallway makes my stomach roll.
“Marcus. You’ll have to wait. Something’s come up.”
“What? Come on—”
“I said, you’ll have to fucking wait.” I throw my phone down on the desk and fly out of the room, my jacket flapping behind me as I run to Rose’s office.
Empty.
Something’s happened. She shouldn’t sound like that. Her voice…
Where is she?
“Rose?” I yell, racing down the stairs to the ground floor. Someone points to the front door.
I tear through it.
Gravel and dust kick up into a giant cloud, engulfing the air in front of the main house as one of the estate’s Range Rovers speeds off down the driveway.
Rose? What the fuck happened?
Her blonde hair cascades down her back where she’s sitting slumped over her drink at the bar. If I didn’t sense the hurt radiating from her in waves, pulling me to her, then I could stay here and watch her. Stay here all fucking night. Admire the way her hair shines, the platinum highlights in it glistening. Watch the way her lips part as she takes a sip of the clear liquid in the glass she’s gripping so hard, her knuckles are turning white.
No matter what she does, Rose Jacobs is fucking beautiful.
And I would cut out anyone’s tongue who dared say otherwise.
“Aunt Iris on the rocks.” I nod at the bartender as I slide onto the bar stool next to her.
“How did you know I was here?” She sniffs, keeping her eyes on her glass as she turns it side to side in her hand, watching the light catch on the rim.
“The car has a tracker.”
She turns to me, her eyes dull, and it’s like someone just ripped open my chest with their bare hands and poured salt inside.
“Oh.” Her mouth flattens into a grim line as she turns back to her drink, sighing heavily. “You know how you said that your life was fucked up?”
“Yeah?”
She tips the glass again and then downs the remainder of it. The bartender places my drink down, and I signal to him to get another for Rose.
“Mine definitely out-fucks yours as of today.”
“What’s happened?” I lean closer to her, my body turned to her, tuned in to her every movement. To the pinch in the fine lines by her eyes as she screws them up and drags in an uneven breath. To the small shake in her fingers as she wraps them around the fresh glass that is placed down. To the forced swallow before she speaks.
“She’s been lying to me for years. She’s the only person I trusted.”
“Who has? Rose?”
She turns to me. “Casey. It was her all along. She knows what that man did to our family. She’s the reason he was speeding down that road. He was having an affair with her.”
“Brett’s accident?”
“She’s mybest friend, Dax. How could she do that? How can you lie to someone every single day? Look them in the eye and know you played a part in them losing everything?”
