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Rebekah said simply, “I didn’t think you’d be interested, Grandmother.”
Gemma touched the diamond studs at her ears. “Of course I would have been interested. Now, what does this have to do with why you’re here today, with an FBI bodyguard?”
Rebekah sat forward. “I’m in trouble, Grandmother. I’m hoping you can help.”
A dark eyebrow went up. “Help you? How can I possibly help you, Rebekah?” Left unsaid but clear to Rebekah’s ear was the smear of contempt in her grandmother’s voice. Rebekah hadn’t seen Gemma since her grandfather’s funeral, and before that, at her wedding six months earlier. Her grandmother had arrived at Rebekah’s wedding with her car and driver and left shortly after the ceremony. Gemma had looked amazing in a stylish Armani suit, so dark a purple it was nearly black, and a white silk blouse. One of her bridesmaids had told her Rich was very attentive to Gemma before the service, brought other politicians and businessmen over to meet her. Well, she was a big deal, rich and influential. She’d sat next to her daughter at the service, because it was expected of her.
Gemma was wearing Armani again today, black this time with a white blouse and black pumps on her small feet. Her short black hair didn’t show a single strand of gray, and she looked fifteen years younger than her nearly seventy-seven years. Rebekah remembered her mother saying at Grandfather’s funeral as she’d looked over at Gemma, her voice stone cold but oddly accepting, “I see the phoenix has shaken off the last of her ashes and risen.”
Gemma walked to her desk and sat down. She steepled her fingertips as she said, “Sit down, Rebekah, Agent Hammersmith, and tell me what I can do for you.”
Rebekah said, “As Agent Hammersmith told you, my attempted kidnapping was real. Rich didn’t stage anything. I was actually saved by another FBI agent.”
An eyebrow went up again. “You always were amazingly lucky,” she said, and smiled.
Rebekah thought of Agent Savich’s call, sat forward in the pale gray leather chair, and said without preamble, “Did you know Miranda Elderby, now Miranda Stirling, is convinced Nate was murdered? I’d like to know what you think.”
