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Brit turned and looked at her, shrugging her shoulders. “No clue. I’m sure it’s something about Brian though.”
“Right.” Kim could see she was done making the coffees and said, “Well, you better not keep him waiting.”
Brit sent her a tight smile as she picked up the mugs and placed them on a tray along with cream and sugar. Food, the man needed food. If his mouth was full, he wouldn’t be able to ask a lot of questions. Going to the fridge she took out a premade charcuterie board and added it to the tray.
“Wish me luck,” she forced a grin as she picked up the tray and headed to the hallway.
“Make sure to fill us in when you’re done,” Kim called after her.
“Good luck,” Dean said, but Brit also heard Dean say to Kim, “I’m sure if we needed to know Kim, Vince would be talking to us and not Brit.”
Chapter 5
Brit momentarily stoppedin the hallway just before the front desk and took a deep breath. She knew this day was likely coming, she just wished it hadn’t. Pasting a smile on her face, she stepped into the front foyer and saw Vince look up at her.
He got up out of his chair and met her halfway. “Here, I’ll take that,” he said, taking the tray out of her hands.
Brit took the coffee table in front of the couch and dragged it over to the chairs. It would have been easier to just sit on the couch, but she wanted as much distance from him that she could.
Vince set the tray on the table and sat in one of the chairs then pulled something out from inside his coat. It was a small notepad.
Flipping to a certain page, he looked up at her. “They wanted me to bring you into the station for questioning...” He saw her face go pale and hurriedly said, “Don’t worry. It’s just a formality. Anyway, I figured you would be more comfortable here instead.”
Brit licked her suddenly dry lips and nodded and frowned. “What is this about?”
He looked at his notepad. “A couple of things really. First, what is Brian to you? Exactly.”
Here we go again, Brit thought. She almost rolled her eyes but remembered he was a cop. Grabbing some meat and cheese she stuffed it into her mouth and slowly chewed. But then it occurred to her that if she took too long in answering him, that would appear suspicious.
“Sorry,” she took a sip from her mug. “But I couldn’t resist tasting that a minute longer.”
He chuckled. “It’s fine.” He looked at the tray. “It does look tasty.”
“Help yourself!” she almost yelled.
“Thanks, I think I will.”
