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“Jax,” she hisses softly, only to have her phone ring. She grabs it from her purse to glance at the number. “My brother.”
She answers the call. “I didn’t think I told you I got a new phone and number.”
I frown with the same observation. How the hell does he have her new number? She listens a minute and must notice my reaction, because she whispers, “Savage left him a card. He got it from him.”
I nod and she replies to something Chance says with, “Okay. Thanks for trying.”
I’m expecting that to be bad news about Randall and after a few more exchanges with her brother, she ends the call.
I motion to Mona. “I’ll give you two a few moments,” she says, standing to exit the office, and pull the door shut behind her.
“Randall didn’t take the bait,” Emma says. “Chance thinks he’s innocent.”
An opinion I digest with a heavy dose of skepticism. “What else?”
“In other news, the deed worked. My brother wired my money, however much that is.”
“That was fast,” I say, feeling a pinch of suspicion I can’t quite douse. “Really damn fast.”
She shrugs. “He said I’d waited too long. And it’s probably not much money.”
“Why don’t you look at the document,” I suggest, “afteryou give me your ID.”
The stubborn woman purses her lips. “No.” She does, however, pull out the envelope, open it and scan the document. She stares at it and stares some more.
Mona knocks and re-enters. Emma quickly folds the letter and reaches into her purse, pulling out her ID. “I’ll do it,” she says. “If you go on my account, too.”
“Baby, your money is your money.”
Her jaw sets with more of that stubbornness I was just noting. “Take it or leave it, Jax.”
I laugh. “Okay. You win.” I glance at Mona and give her the go ahead. Fifteen minutes later, all the paperwork is completed.
“Write my primary account balance on a piece of paper for Emma, Mona.”
“She doesn’t know?” Mona asks, blinking at me.
“She will when you write it down on that piece of paper.
She does as I say, and I hand the paper to Emma. She gasps. “Okay. Take me off the account. Mona, take me off.”
Mona laughs right along with me. “You didn’t expect that.”
“No,” Emma exclaims. “Who expects that kind of money? That is an insane amount of money. It’s obnoxious, so it’s a good thing that you are not. Whiskey is profitable.”
“I’ve invested well.”
“Obviously.” She grabs her letter and shoves it at me. “I agreed because I thought I had something to offer. I can now buy our groceries I guess.”
I glance down at the ten-million-dollar figure and laugh. “I think you can buy more than groceries.” I kiss her temple. “Let’s go pack and go home.”
“After you take me off your account.” I stand up and catch her hand, taking her with me. “Thank you, Mona,” I say, maneuvering me and Emma out of the office.
It really is time to go home. I’m feeling the call of Maine. I just hate like hell that I’m doing it without knowing who was behind Emma’s kidnapping or who killed Hunter. There’s no doubt in my mind, though, that they are the same person.
Chapter one hundred twenty-seven
Emma
