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“You just don’t understand the classics, Jonas. I don’t expect you to be well-read, even if I know who your father is.” Judith looked over at George. His father was known far and wide for his expertise in classic literature. Adult or children’s, it didn’t matter. George knew it.
“I’m as well-read as the next guy, just maybe not the classics. But then again, isn’t your doctorate in children’s literature? Isn’t that what you taught when you bothered to teach? Of course, that was so long ago, I wouldn’t expect you to remember.” Jonas was hoping to rile her up because once she stomped away, he could just talk to his dad like he wanted, and possibly Louisa.
Unfortunately, it didn’t work. Her nose flared in anger, and then she decided to ignore him by going back to her conversation about the chef walking out on her and how she had to order in their meal. She now had to hire someone to take the chef’s place. Jonas had never seen her cook anything more elaborate than boxed cereal.
An hour later, he was the one who couldn’t take anymore. He had spent the entire evening only conversing with Judith. His dad hadn’t said a word, and Judith didn’t let Louisa say more than one or two words at a time.
Getting up from the table, he was silent as he headed for the door. He was done.
On the drive to the Beckman Hotel, he wondered how long his dad would last this time. The moment he had retired, he had walked away from his wife. Now she was here, and he already looked ready to bolt. Not that he blamed the man, except Jonas would have divorced her years ago—many, many years ago.
He wished that he could just go back to his house and forget about the entire hotel thing, except his friend and lawyer had told him to rent a hotel room for the duration of the investigation. It hadn’t even started yet, and he was ready for it to be over with so that he could get on with his life. Except, what was his life going to be like when it was over? He was blowing the whistle on his uncle, who was Jonas’s soon-to-be-former boss. And he was sure that the family connection wouldn’t mean much after the dust was settled.
For a moment, Jonas debated on whether or not he should call his lawyer to see if there was anything else he should know. Yesterday he had talked to federal agents the entire day; today, he had spent another half of the day with them. Now it was just a waiting game for when the building was raided. Each day he was pretending to be sick until the shit hit the fan.
Except it was late, and his lawyer was getting married in a few days and was probably busy enjoying his last days of freedom. Also, Harrison Dean would contact him if something actually came up.
When he had noticed that there were discrepancies in the accounts at Raiden & Son’s Financial, he had called the cops, who had told him to hire a lawyer. The first name that had come to mind had been his fraternity brother, who was working at one of the top law firms in the country.
At one time, he and Harrison had been close, close enough that he had been in the man’s first wedding. Jonas had also gotten an invitation to Harrison’s second wedding, which might have been what had spurned him to contact the man. Jonas needed a friend, not just a lawyer.
Walking into his hotel room, he sensed that something was off. It was just a feeling that made the hair on the back of his neck raise. Looking around the living room area, he saw nothing.
When he had contacted the feds about his uncle, he hadn’t thought anything of it. The more they dug, however, the more it seemed his uncle had a lot to lose by getting caught. It had been them who had suggested that there was a possibility of danger, something he hadn’t felt until right then.
Pulling out his cell phone, he started to dial the hotel to get security when he caught a glimpse of someone in his closet. A flash of long, bright red hair made him set his phone down, the number only half-entered.
He had no idea who it was or why she was there, but he was sure she wasn’t a threat to him. Either way, he wanted to get her out of the room just the same. But for a moment, his mind was off his troubles and on her. Seeing how far she was willing to go for whatever brought her here.
Slowly, he started to disrobe as he walked across the room to see how fast she would run. After an evening with his stepmother, he needed to have fun for a few minutes.
