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Jessica’s passion was the law. Or more accurately, right and wrong. Robin’s suspicions about her uncle weren’t something she could talk about openly. But she’d confided in Jessica after a nasty trip home her true thoughts about Mom’s death, and that was it. Jessica was on the case. Only, it wasn’t until last year when Jessica finally had both connections and access to help that they’d been able to do any real research.
They’d thought they had a lead a few times, but in the end nothing had ever panned out.
All they needed was a lead that went somewhere.
“Fine. How are things going? Given any thought to visiting me? I miss your face.”
“I miss you, too. I was thinking we might do a trip come spring.”
“You mean the spring break we never had?”
Robin chuckled.
Her phone beeped.
Curious, she glanced at the display.
It was Harper.
The text preview wasn’t anything significant, just him saying he was thinking about her and hoped she hadn’t gotten caught. But what mattered was that he was thinking about her. When he should probably be doing other things.
Her insides warmed, and she smiled to herself.
“I…” Robin closed her eyes, took a breath and forged ahead. “I met someone.”
“What?” Jessica yelped into the phone. “When? Who? I need pictures, a birthdate, his full name—”
“Stop. You are not running a background check on him. I’m pretty sure Uncle Daar already has.”
“Then all the more reason for me to. The enemy can’t know details we don’t. Please tell me he’s hot? And not a dick?”
“I don’t want to jinx myself.” Robin eased back onto the leather chair. When it came to Harper, her feelings were jumbled. She was using him, but she liked him, too. “I’ll send you…”
Her voice trailed off as she realized Uncle Daar was standing in the doorway. He caught her eye and tipped his head toward the hall, as if to ask if he should come back later.
“Hey, I’ve got to go,” Robin said in a rush then hung up. “Hey, Uncle Daar.”
“You didn’t have to do that on my account,” Uncle Daar said.
“If I let her, she’ll talk all day.” She smiled. “Do you need the office?”
“No, I actually had a question for you.”
“Oh?”
“Do you know whatever happened to your mother’s laptop?”
The question took her completely by surprise. The laptop? Did she even know what it looked like?
Wait.
Robin had a momentary vision of Mom sitting at the writing desk in the living room of her family’s house and a blue laptop. There’d been a little, silver rectangle on one side.
She hadn’t thought about that in…ever.
“No idea, sorry,” Robin said. “Any reason why? Something I can help you with?”
Uncle Daar grimaced. “I was asking your father about some of your mother’s holdings she and I had discussed ages ago. You know how he gets when we talk about her. Your father has no recollection whatsoever. There were some pictures she was supposed to share with me as well, but that never happened. I just wondered. It’s nothing.”
