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“Idon’tknow,” he says. “And you need to step away from him and this. You’re too emotional. You’re going to make him think there’s fire where he’s created smoke.”
I shove the photos in the folder, shove the folder in my briefcase, and stand up. “Did you agree to work with Marion?”
“I’m meeting with York. We’ll go from there.”
“She was having an affair with dad. She’s trying to trap us. I don’t know how, but this is a trap. She’s afraid we’ll tell her husband. That’s what York wants from me. Silence. Or else. And his or else isnotgood.”
“I know about the affair.”
“You knew?”
His lips thin. “I know now.”
“Does Marion know you know?”
“Yes. I confronted her right before the award ceremony which is why I stayed away. I didn’t want to be in the same room as her and her husband.”
“Then you have to see I’m right,” I say. “She’s manipulating us. She wants to silence us. This cruise plan is a trap.”
“I don’t trap easily,” he says. “I’ve got this.”
“But we might work with her and York?”
“We’ll see, Emma.”
“Does mom know?”
“She knows.”
“How?”
“She found photos she showed me. Marion was naked.”
I inhale a sharp breath. “And we’re still considering this cruise line?”
“Give me some credit for having a plan. I’m working on a partnership to replace them but, Emma, I need that journal.”
“I locked it in a safety deposit box. The key is at my apartment that I can’t go to because of York. It has no names anyway. It’sjust a bunch of nasty thoughts from his nasty mind.” I grab my purse. “I need to take a few days and then go to Germany. I need to see mom while I’m there.”
I try to pass him. “Get me the key before you leave.”
“Fine. I’ll get you the key.”
“Promise.”
“I promise.”
I jerk away from him and head for the door. “Emma.”
I stop just before opening the door. “Yes?”
“I need that file back.”
I exit the office, and rush for the elevator. It dings and I manage to enter with a cluster of people. Chance steps in front of the door and grimaces at the crowd. He has to let me go. I sink to the back of the car and realize that Jax never gave me his number. I grab the card Savage gave me from my side pocket but as I glance at my phone, I spy a text from Jax that reads:My phone number is now in your phone and here is Savage’s for easy use. Text me or call me when your meeting is over.
I shoot him a reply:I had a problem. I have to get out of the office with a folder now. I’m leaving. I’m going to the Starbucks four blocks west of my office to grab an Uber there.
The elevator opens and I dash out of the door, through the lobby, my heart racing. I don’t know what’s in this folder. I just have this sense that Chance might chase me down for it. I’ll analyze how bad that is when I see what’s inside.
