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“It’s because you’re looking for a way to forgive her.”
Walt blinked as if a piece of debris had flown into his face. “Am I?”
“Of course you are,” Avery said with conviction. “You just told me you had unfinished business here in New York. Forgiving her is it.”
Having this fact laid so boldly in front of him was shocking, but true. Every time they saw each other Meghan asked what she could do to earn his forgiveness.
“Have you ever told her?” Avery asked.
“Told her what?”
“What it would take to forgive her?”
“No.”
“Why not?”
“Because I don’t know what that would be.”
“I’d figure it out if I were you. Not for her, but for you. It’s called closure, and you’re in desperate need of it.”
Walt took another sip of rum and then raised his glass. “You’re more of a shrink than you think.”
There was a natural lull to the conversation now that Walt’s confession was over.
“Back to what you asked me originally about why I came back to New York. I’ve been looking for something to get me reengaged and out of my head. Looking into the Cameron Young case has been good for me. It’s made me feel like my old self again.”
This, along with everything else he had told Avery tonight, was also true.
“Good,” Avery said. “And I’m sorry if I was pushy asking about all this.”
Walt shrugged his shoulders and pouted his lower lip. “I feel good. It might have been therapeutic to get it off my chest.”
“Glad I could help.” Avery checked her phone. “It’s getting late. Do you think I could take a look at the Cameron Young file tomorrow? See what I could use for my story? The city will be a ghost town this weekend. We could make the most out of it. Go through the case together, start to finish.”
Walt nodded. “Yeah. I’ll call you tomorrow and we’ll figure out a time?”
“That would be great.”
Avery stood to leave.
“Sorry to ramble for so long,” Walt said.
He felt Avery place her hand on his wrist.
“It’s not rambling if you have a captive audience.”
He smiled. “Can I make sure you get back to your hotel all right?”
She nodded. “I’d appreciate that. I’m at the Lowell.”
They left Keens and walked the quiet streets of Midtown. Ten minutes on Madison Avenue took them to the entrance of Avery’s hotel.
“Thanks for walking me back,” Avery said.
“Sure thing.”
Avery took a step toward him and gave him a peck on the cheek before she embraced him in an unexpected hug. If the pretense of the night had been different, the possibility of being invited up to her room would be on his mind. It was on his mind, if he was being honest, but he could not in good conscience sleep with a woman whom he’d met under such nefarious circumstances. Their embrace ended and they stood face to face. There was a moment when it would have been natural to kiss her, but it passed in the blink of an eye.
