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"I'm sorry. Did I miss something?"
Kate worried her bottom lip with her teeth, leaving Jacob to explain.
"While they were looking through the damage done in the records building, Pilar found notes on your desk about the records that you were transcribing for me."
Molly's brow furrowed as she tried to call up the memories of what he was talking about. All she could find in her head was a whole lot of nothing. "I... I don't remember."
Kate and Jacob shared another look and Molly pulled her hand free of Jacob's as she wrapped her arms around herself and squeezed.
"You transcribed the notes of my interview with Eddie before those other interviews I did. Eddie was the one who saw the murders happen and he was going to be our star witness."
Kate picked up at that moment. "The transcription you did and the recording of the interview. All of the information we had was in the drop box."
Molly shrugged, hating how cloudy her head felt. "Okay?"
"The same men that attacked you," Jacob's voice had deepened into an angry growl, "they broke into the janitorial storeroom and poured caustic chemicals into the drop box. All of the records are gone."
"Ruined," Kate added as if wasn't already clear. "So while we're looking for the guys who hurt you, we'd like for you to be safe. I'm going to have you come and stay with me and Rock at our place."
"She'll stay with me."
Molly looked at Jacob in utter shock. "No."
"Yes." He gave her a look that told her he wasn't going to change his mind.
Well, too bad.
"No, I can't ask anyone to put themselves in possible danger. I'll just stay in my house and I won't go anywhere. Which is what I normally do. So, no danger, right? Unless the Grubhub guy doubles as... whatever it is that you think is going to try and hurt me. So-"
"You're coming to my place. There's a security desk and fobs to access the elevator." Jacob reached out and picked up the handles of her bag. "You'll come and stay with me and if the Grubhub guy is an asshole, I'll kick his ass for you."
Kate held out her hands like the dealer at a Vegas blackjack table. "It's up to you, Molly."
She blew out a breath. "I don't think it really is up to me, but I'm not going to be the third wheel at your place, Kate, and I don't think that Jacob's going to take no for an answer."
When Molly looked at Jacob he gave her a big satisfied grin.
"That's right. Now, let's get your prescriptions and I'll take you home."
5
Jacob didn't regret the offer to bring Molly to his apartment, but that was before they were in the elevator, and he remembered that he barely spent time at home.
Meaning that he'd probably left a fucking mess behind.
Holding her bag in one hand, he fished out his keys with the other, sneaking looks to the side at Molly.
"Are you feeling okay? Do you want me to get you a chair?"
Molly's smile knocked him off kilter. "I'm guessing you have a chair inside."
He shook his head, smiling. "I'm a little nervous."
"Nervous?" Her smile faltered a little. "About my staying here?"
"No," he knew he was messing things up. "Not about that. About my apartment." He found the right key and jammed it into the lock, twisting it quickly to open it. He paused a moment before opening it. "I barely spend any time here, so it could be a complete mess when I open this door."
Molly's relief was palpable. "I can clean."
