Makes sense. The safe was hidden in the closet.
“And the camera on my laptop, it’s automatically activated if the password is entered incorrectly.”
Her setup was like something out of a TV show.I guess that’s what happens when your husband is a PI.
“Can I go back to work?” I asked, hating how much time I was losing because of these guys.
Mary let John answer, “That’s fine, but not until I’ve closed the breakroom door.”
“Okay.” I slid further down in my chair, feeling sorry for myself. My grandmother’s voice bounced around in my head, telling me not so sulk, so I dug deep and found the energy to sit up straight and plaster a smile on my face.
I’ll need it when I return to work.
After John left, Mary said, “Nina, I know this is a lot, but John and the boys will get to the bottom of it.”
I prayed she was right, because I had a sinking feeling in my stomach that this was just the beginning.
Chapter 16
Austin
Itrusted Gibson with my life, which is why I’d finally agreed to let him talk to Nina. I should’ve known better; his people skills were worse than mine and the tension in his shoulders screamed how much he hated being ordered around by a civilian.
Yet, he’d been on his best behavior at the counter.Something isn’t adding up.
As we walked to the breakroom, the only thing keeping Gibson in check was his loyalty to me.
I urged Gibson into the large breakroom ahead of me. Jay pulled up the rear and shut us in.
G and I walked to opposite sides of the doors and waited.
“What the hell is going on here?” John asked.
He crossed his arms and stared as Jay tossed the business card G had given him onto the table with enough force to make it slide halfway across.
Gibson stood his ground against an angry John. “Sir, I need you to calm down.”
“Mr. Jones, if that’s your name, I’ll calm down when you tell me what the hell you’re doing here harassing my wife and her staff.”
“Stand down, Gibson,” I said. “John—”
“That explains the G,” Jay interrupted me.
I didn’t want things to play out this way.I’m a better officer than this. But you’d never know it from how badly I was fucking things up.
Why did I think we could talk to Nina at Grannie’s without causing a scene?
Thinking it’d be easier talking to Nina here, rather than at the home she shared with her sick grandmother, I’d ignored my familial connection. And opened a can of worms that was best left sealed.
Nina needed less stress in her life, not more. Talking to her here, where she’d feel at home, should’ve provided that.
Should’ve but didn’t, and I’d need to apologize.Again.
Before I could do that, I needed to smooth things over with my uncle.
I had exactly zero expectations of things going well, because my first order of business was to pull rank and put a gag order on John and Jay.I can’t risk more people knowing who we are.
Jay walked deliberately to our side of the table and leaned against the table with his arms crossed.
