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“We go in and plead it was a mistake.”
“That’s it?”
“Aye. Sir Leonard filed the certificate in Glasgow. I have an appointment with the sheriff court tomorrow. You both need to be there. With any luck, the judge will take pity on you and possibly annul the whole thing.”
“And if the judge doesn’t agree on an annulment? How long until a divorce is granted?” Evie asked.
“At best, six months.”
“And we have to do this in fucking Glasgow?” I felt as if I had a fucking weight on my chest. The pull of its gravity crushing me.
Bloody fucking hell.
Leonard, the bastard, was torturing me. This is how he was getting me back for taking over as Grand Master.
“We do,” Alan said. “I’ve arranged the travel. The plane leaves at two this afternoon.”
“I can’t just leave the country,” Evie cried. “I have work.”
“If you want the divorce, you must be there in person. It’s the only way.”
“Evie, you won’t be there alone. As your solicitor, I will be there with you, and I can speak for you,” John, who had been silent up to this point, spoke up. “Also, I need to inform you that as his wife, you are entitled to half of everything Mr. Wilson owns.”
“Jesus Christ,” I said. “Really, John.” I looked over at Alan. “Where did we find this idiot?”
“There was no prenup,” John defended himself.
“I don’t want anything,” Evie said. “I just want the divorce.”
“Of course, I am going to compensate you. And he’s right, you are entitled to half, but tying the courts up in a fight over money will only prolong the process.”
“I’ve got some work to finish and a phone call to make before we leave. Alan, can you take Evie home for me.”
“I can get an Uber. I don’t want to put anyone out.”
“It’s no trouble,” Alan said, standing up.
“I’ll come by and get you at half twelve for the airport.” I gave her shoulder a squeeze.
“I’ll be at the pub. I’ll need to tell Patrick something as to why I’m going to Scotland.”
“I can call him,” I said. “I’ll tell him I need you to work for me.”
“I’ll tell him.”
“I’m sorry, Evie. I promise I’ll make this up to you.”
I stopped Alan. “A word alone.”
He followed me out to the patio. “Find out everything you can for me on Cormac Sullivan.”
“Aye.”
“And I also want a full audit done on The Irish Rover.”
“Evie’s brother’s pub?”
“Aye. There is something not adding up.”
