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“I swore to my dad that I would get the son of a bitch who stole my mother from him and then killed her. He never recovered. He’d been dead on the inside for decades before he took his final breath.” He stabbed the console with his index finger. “I will—I am—going to get the fucker responsible for their mutual destruction.”
r /> “No matter if—”
Drex cut him off. “I’ve said it, Gif. I’ve sworn it. No more questions.”
Chapter 15
Elaine bobbed her head to the waiter in thanks for the cosmopolitan he set in front of her, then smiled at her companion, who was seated opposite her at the low, round cocktail table. “I’m glad you called.”
Jasper said, “I felt terrible about missing last night’s dinner. I know how much you had looked forward to it.”
“It wasn’t the same without you.”
“Come now.”
She giggled. “It was a lovely evening, but you were missed.”
“Thank you.” He raised his bourbon highball to her, then took a sip. “Since I couldn’t make lunch today, either, I didn’t want you to think I was avoiding you.”
“It never occurred to me to think that. The important thing is that you’re feeling better. Was it ghastly?”
“I’ll be avoiding oysters for a while.”
“Poor baby.” She sipped from her martini glass. “What’s Talia up to this afternoon?”
“Absolutely nothing. She had an appointment earlier today. When she got home, she excused herself and went upstairs to take a nap.”
“Was she all right?”
He leaned forward and whispered, “I think she might be a bit hung over from last night.”
Elaine grinned knowingly. “It wouldn’t surprise me. She’s not a heavy drinker, or as conditioned as I am. We killed two bottles of wine over dinner, and, before that, Drex gave her a generous pour on a vodka martini.”
Jasper’s teeth clenched, but he smiled. “Drex was tending bar?”
“I hosted a happy hour.”
“I thought Drex was going to meet you and Talia at the restaurant.”
“That was the original plan, but he called and asked if he could come a bit early and bring his manuscript.”
“Whatever for?”
“He left it with me to read. Talia didn’t tell you?”
“We didn’t talk much after she came in. I was up, but still queasy. She shooed me back to bed and slept in the guest room in case I had a virus and not food poisoning.” He took unnecessary care readjusting the coaster under his glass. “Odd that Drex asked you to read his book. He’s been so protective of it.”
“I was flabbergasted! Delighted, but flabbergasted. I’m hardly qualified to critique it.”
“I’m sure he asked because you showed such interest in the subject matter and writing process.”
“I guess. But if he asked anyone among us to take a look at it, I’d have thought it would be Talia.”
He sipped his bourbon, then asked with nonchalance, “Why’s that?”
“She’s so much brainier. I’m not the intellectual that she is.”
He tsked. “You don’t give yourself enough credit. Besides, I doubt Drex’s novel is that complex and literary.”
