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“I don’t,” I say, my hand closing down on Abbie’s leg. “Abbie?”
“I’m worried about that call I made to Jean Claude,” she says. “And the email we exchanged afterward.”
“We’ll tell them about it,” Reese says. “I’ll prep you on everything tomorrow at my office.”
“I’ll be there to help,” Cat offers, her hand on her pregnant belly.
“As will we,” Reid offers of himself and Carrie. “But you need to be prepared for us to drill the hell out of you. That way when it happens with the police, you’ll be ready.”
Abbie inhales and presses her hands to her face before dropping them. “I can’t believe he’s dead and I’m having to go through this. It’s like the hell that was this man will never end. He just reaches out of the grave and wraps his hand around my throat.”
“You need to try to relax,” Reese replies. “This may well be over when the interview is over. That’s always the goal.”
“What about the funeral?” she asks. “Should I go?”
Reese’s reply is rapid fire. “Would you go if it was a heart attack?”
Her brow furrows. “No, I don’t think—I don’t know. Maybe. Maybe not. I’d probably fret over it.”
“Then fret about it,” Reese says, “and make the decision outside of the murder. Not going to a funeral doesn’t make you guilty of murder.”
“I don’t know if I’d fucking go to our father’s funeral,” Reid grumbles.
“Don’t say that,” Cat chides.
“Look at the hell he’s dragged us into, Cat,” Reid counters. “And on top of that, he has someone trying to squeeze us formoney, saying she has goods on him and his dirty laundry, of which we know there is much.”
Thank you, Reid, I think,for sharing details about our father I wasn’t ready to disclose. And right after he pretty much said I was an asshole that might not ever change while Abbie listened in.
“Oh my god,” Cat says. “How did either of you not see him for what he is all those years?”
“A boy wants to idolize his father,” Carrie chimes in. “I think they both just needed him to be more than he was.”
“So did our mother,” Cat replies, “but I know you know that.”
“Of course,” Carrie says. “You know I know.”
“My question is: can he drag us all down with Abbie’s ex?” Cat says. “I mean, could he have set you all up to look like you did this by way of a company transaction? How much access does he still have?”
My gaze rockets to Reid’s. “He doesn’t. Right?”
Reid sits up a little straighter. “Suddenly I want to have Blake do a wide search and make sure there’s nothing with our names on it that we don’t know about.” He doesn’t wait for my approval, which he has. He pulls out his phone and makes the call on speaker, explaining his worries.
“I’m not where I can get on this now,” Blake says. “Give me a few hours, but I’ll let you know tonight.”
Reid disconnects the line and we all consider our worries. “I don’t think he’d set us up,” Reid says. “That would fuck his namesake.”
“It could get you out of the picture,” Cat says.
“Oh God,” Carrie murmurs. “You just kicked him out of the firm. Even a charge could ensure he needs to come back to satisfy the board.”
“Holy fuck,” Reid and I say at the same moment.
Abbie stands up and I’m on my feet in a heartbeat, facing her. “Please tell me I didn’t give him a free pass to hurt you? Please tell me I didn’t ruin you?”
I cup her face. “Easy, Abbie, baby. We’re okay. Our father can’t win. He won’t win.”
“You’re telling me you think he might really have done this? Is he capable of such a thing?”
