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“Is that good or bad? I’d say good but you’re the one in the heat of battle.”
“It’s good, Cat. I’m glad you wrote it. I gotta go. I’ll see you at lunch.”
“Yes. See you at lunch.”
His voice softens, “About that birthday surprise.”
“I’m not telling you what it is,” I say, smiling.
“I’m telling you that it can’t be ruined. Nothing ruins us. I love you, sweetheart.” He disconnects and I sigh, that smile lingering on my lips.
I glance at Lauren and she smiles. “I don’t know what he said,” she says. “But I’m glad he said it.”
“Me, too,” I whisper. “Me, too.” I grab my MacBook from my briefcase I’d left in the SUV when we were in the doctor’s office. “I want to write in my baby journal for Reese. There’s so much about this morning I want Reese to know.”
Lauren squeezes my arm. “Do that. Focus on him, not Debbie.”
“I am,” I say, but mentally I’m prepared to do whatever I have to do to end this. I want to just go public, I do, but that could hurt the firm. “But really, what power does she have?” I ask.
“What does that mean?” Lauren asks.
I grab my phone and dial Reid. He answers on the first ring. “She’s here. What do I need to know?”
“I just want to make sure you know where I stand on Debbie,” I say. “If she goes public, if Reese and Cole agree, I’ll embrace it and turn it into columns and a book with a big payout, probably a million dollars, that I’ll invest right back into the firm to offset the damage. Use that to strip her power.”
“Did Reese and Cole agree to this?”
“No, and this doesn’t mean I’ll do it. It just means I could. Use it. Take her power.”
“We’ll see. Call me at recess. We both know if you get up and call me Reese will know and be distracted.”
“Yes. It would, but waiting is going to kill me. Can you just text me everything you can?”
“I will. I’m going to make her sit in the conference room to stew which means it will be a while.”
A voice sounds in the background. “Reid. She just threw something at the receptionist.”
“Fuck,” he murmurs. “I need to go.”
“She threw something at the receptionist?”
“I need to go, Cat.” He hangs up.
“Royce, Debbie is—”
“One of my men is there,” he says. “He’ll handle it and update me.”
Everyone is handling my problem but me. “I want to go to Reid’s office. I need to go to his office now.”
“You need to let Reid handle this,” Royce says, eyeing me in the rearview mirror. “You need to be in court where your husband knows you’re safe.”
“I know,” I say. “But there’s a crazy woman raising hell in my brother’s office because of me.”
“Trust your brother to handle this.”
Trust my brother. He doesn’t know what a loaded statement that is but he’s right again. I have to trust Reid, the way Reid has never trusted me. The way I trust Reese and Reese trusts me. I’m back to Royce being right. I need to be with my husband and since the SUV is currently pulling up to the side door of the courthouse that’s exactly what I’m going to do. Be with my husband.
I grab my bags and I’m about to exit when Lauren catches my arm. “Prescription?”
