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“No, she’s prettier. We have a little girl, Avery.”
“I heard.”
“What’s her name?” a nurse asked.
“Meet Maisie Rae Hill,” Shelby said. “Named after my grandma and Avery’s.”
“That’s a beautiful name for a beautiful girl,” the nurse said.
“Thank you.” Shelby looked up at her husband. “We have a sonanda daughter.”
“Yes, we do, and I couldn’t be happier or more in love with my sweet little family. But tell me this… Will she wear any color other than pink?”
Shelby gave him a saucy look. “What do you think?”
Gonzo enteredthe interrogation room to find the congressman with another man sitting next to him. The lawyer had white hair and a stern countenance.
“I demand to know why my client is being detained at a police station on the day his son was murdered,” the lawyer said.
“Your name?”
He put an embossed business card on the table in front of Gonzo. “Jason Fallow.”
Gonzo recognized the name of the prestigious firm and noted that Fallow was a partner.
Freddie started the recorder and recited the names of the people present.
“Your client is here because he was unable to tell us exactly how he heard his son had been murdered when the body hadn’t even been found yet,” Gonzo said.
“I told him I don’t know!” Bryant said.
“You don’t know how you heard your son was killed?” Fallow asked him.
Clearly, Bryant hadn’t been expecting that from the lawyer.
“One of my people told me.”
“You’ll have to do better than that, Mr. Bryant,” Gonzo said.
“I can’t remember who said it. I was in shock. It was devastating news.”
“Did you ask U.S. Attorney Forrester, who was personally investigating you for campaign finance irregularities, to order the MPD to release your son after he was detained as part of a murder-for-hire investigation?”
Hereallyhadn’t been expecting that.
Bryant’s mouth flopped open and then shut just as quickly.
“What I’d like to know is what you have on Forrester that would’ve made him do such a thing while he was investigating you?”
Bryant gave him a defiant look. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Sure, you don’t.”
“What’re you accusing my client of?” Fallow asked.
“I’m not sure yet, but I’ve got a body in my morgue and a U.S. Attorney missing along with his family. I’m thinking your client knows exactly where the USA is, and he knows what happened to his son because he ordered the hit.”
“I did no such thing! He was myson!”
