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Dante slid his arm around her waist, and lifted her up.
“Are you okay to go back to Xander’s office?”
“Yes, I need go through all those phone records again, just in case and then—”
“Slowly, baby, one step at a time.”
As they walked down the hallway, Jesse came into view.
“How do you feel? Any dizziness or nausea?” Jesse asked as he offered her a bottle of vitamin water.
“I’m okay now. But I could use a drink. A real one. In fact, I think everyone needs one,” she sighed and clung tighter to Dante.
Without thinking, he kissed her temple.
Jesse stood staring at them, his mouth hanging open.
Dante ignored the surprised look from his brother. “She said she needs a drink, Jesse.”
“Yeah,” Jesse blinked and nodded, finally backing away. “Looks like we all need one now.”
Dante guided Sage back into Xander’s office and had her sit on the couch in the far corner.
“You okay now, Sage?” Xander asked.
“I’m not sure I’ll ever be okay, but I’m better than before,” she replied.
Jesse came back into the room carrying a new bottle of whiskey, and four glasses. He poured a healthy amount in each glass then passed them around.
“Tell them what you told me,” Dante said as he sipped his drink.
Sage downed her whiskey in one go, then coughed and shook her head. “The phone number I recognized… it belongs to my brother, Blane.”
“Are you shitting me?” Xander exclaimed and downed his shot in one go.
Jesse did the same. “Are you sure?”
“I’ll look again, but yes,” Sage nodded and held out her glass for another shot of whiskey. More tears ran down her face, but she swiped them away with her other hand. “And now that I’ve seen the evidence. I have a suspicion about how he and Raven came to be connected. Blane has a terrible gambling addiction.”
Dante sat beside her and squeezed her hand.
“I will bet - sorry, poor choice of words – I will assume, that his connection to Midnight Carnage is related to that,” Sage continued. “The last time I spoke to him he told me he still owed some ‘scary motherfuckers’ a lot of money.”
“You think he owes Padraig?”
“It’s a possibility now that I know he’s a part of this.”
“I need you to tell me everything about your brother,” Xander commented as he typed. “I’m going to trace his movements.”
“He’s a very successful corporate attorney in B.C. And a very cold person. Even before our parents passed when we were teenagers, he… I can’t explain it. He has no empathy. No feeling for anyone but himself.” Sage paused and took another sip of her drink. “There’s something else. I noticed a huge volume of his calls occurred around April.”
“When your sister went missing?”
Sage nodded and swallowed back the bile that threatened again.
“What if he… I mean, is it possible he might be somehow tied to her death?”
“Oh fuck,” Jesse whispered. “Would he do that to his own sister?”
