Page 84 of Holden’s Resurrection

“Has she told anyone else?” McKenna looked at Jonny and shook her head in a nonverbal answer. “I need to know the second she does.”

Translation: If Ayla reached out to the man who violated her, if he was indeed a serial pedophile, she would be putting her life in jeopardy.

Hours later, Holden was getting ready to leave when Weston stepped into his office.

“Got a minute?”

He didn’t; Charleigh had already picked up Faith from school and he was anxious to get home to them, but he needed to talk to his friend.

“Yeah.”

“I need to apologize.”

It took a moment for the meaning behind Weston’s statement to hit him, but when it did, he decided it was time to shut this shit down once and for all.

No more talking about the past. No more hindsight, no more apologizing, no more talking about Paul.

“Appreciate what you’re trying to do, but I don’t want to talk about Paul.”

“Good to know.” Weston chuckled. “I was going to apologize for letting this whole situation go on as long as it did. I should’ve been a better friend. We all should’ve been better.”

“Nothing you could’ve done.”

“Doesn’t mean we shouldn’t have tried. We failed you.”

“You really didn’t. I wasn’t ready to face what’d I done, and if you would’ve pressed the topic, you would’ve pushed me away. I’m a stubborn jackass.”

“You are that,” Weston agreed.

“Good. That’s done.” Holden’s tone left no question, they were indeed done with the topic. So he made the inquiry he’d meant to the other night but hadn’t had the chance. “I need the name of the realtor you and Silver used.”

“Looking to finally dump that trailer?”

Holden’s eyes narrowed on his friend. “Call my baby a trailer again and you’ll find my foot up your ass.”

“Touchy. Geez. But seriously, you thinking about moving?”

“Yeah. I need to buy a house.”

“Need?”

Christ, did Weston miss anything?

“Charleigh’s not going back to her apartment. I’d move them into the Airstream but that’d work for about a night. And we can’t live in Evie’s uncle’s house indefinitely. So, I need to buy us a place.”

Weston’s mouth curved up into a broad smile.

“Does she know she’s moving in with you?”

“Not yet. Though Leigh-Leigh’s not dumb. She has to know now that I have her back I’m not letting her out of my sight.”

“You mean bed.”

“That, too.”

“I’ll text you Jodi’s number. Ask her about the property next to me and Nix. The front of the house is around the block, but the property butts up to mine. Might be more house than you’re looking for but you’d be close to us.”

That would be perfect for Holden but Charleigh might want to live in a development where Faith could have friends in the neighborhood, not a hundred acres outside of town.