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Zegas made a finger gun and grinned. “If it comes to it, hell yes, we will. Now go get some sleep. Or go make some more clients for me.”
“Over the line, Zegas,” I growled.
“I have to look out for my pocketbook. Increasing the numbers of my best clients is in my best interest.” He walked backward. “I’ll call you.”
“Please don’t,” Whitley muttered under his breath. “I watched your interview.” His features turned kind. “It was riveting. You should talk to Vivian about Paths of Purpose. I do some work for those ladies, and they’d really benefit from hearing your story. I think a lot of them could relate.”
Beau nodded. “Teague and Pepper work closely with them too. I’ll check into it.”
“See you kids later.”
“Is this nightmare ever going to end?” She slipped her arm around my waist.
“Our life is going to be so boring—”
“We have umpteen dogs. I don’t think life is going to be boring any time soon,” she said.
We walked in a comfortable silence to the car.
I stayed in the doorway once she was inside. “If your dad did . . .” I didn’t want to saymurderout loud. “I understand not wanting to go down for it. But putting the suspicion on your kids? I’ll never get that.”
I didn’t know if he had some wires crossed or just wasn’t capable of feeling or . . . I couldn’t begin to explain it. But he needed to let Beau go.
She wasn’t his to bother any longer.
She was mine to protect.
Chapter Thirty-Eight
Cal
“I havean errand to run after work, then I’ll be home.”
I shoved the key in the ignition of my truck and felt a pinch of guilt for fibbing to Beau. It wasn’t a lie exactly, I just wasn’t being completely forthcoming.
“I saved you some dinner.” Beau lowered her voice. “Teague can’t cook as good as your mother.”
I chuckled. “She’s tough to beat. I’ll see you in a bit.”
“Love you.”
The words struck me in the chest. Would I ever get used to hearing them come out of her mouth?
“Love you too, baby sister.”
I tossed the phone in the passenger seat. Maybe I loved her a little too much . . . if that was possible.
She’d be pissed when she found out where I was going, but I had to do this. Somebody had to end this war, and I was going to fight like hell to do it.
You sure you don’t need backup, Cal?
No, I wasn’t sure. But this was something I had to handle on my own.
I cranked the engine and cracked my window. Air flowed in as I gunned it out of the parking lot of the fire station.
I’d made a lot of mistakes and I’d make plenty more. But I’d never been one to go around doubting my decisions. Pick something and keep going. And if I picked wrong, I either lived with it or fixed it.
The problem was, I didn’t know what the solution was. If there was a solution. In my experience as a fireman, there was always a way to remedy a situation. It might not be easy, but it was there.
