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“Sterling Beaufort. And no,” Halliday huffs. “The stubborn asshole is the most difficult client I’ve ever worked with. You’d think hewantsto be single for the rest of his life.” She snorts.
The exasperation in her tone makes me laugh.
“How old is this guy?”
“Old enough to think he’s impenetrable.”
I typeSterling Beaufortinto Googleand hit search. The screen fills with various images, all containing the same man. He’s wearing a suit in most, a tuxedo in one, where he’s standing on a red carpet with a stunning woman on his arm.But there’s one image where he’s standing onboard a yacht in shorts and a linen shirt.
In every image he’s undeniably handsome.
I study the glistening flecks that accentuate the glint in his eyes in the yacht picture. “Wow, he’s fifty! And that silver hair is sexy on him.” I say as I read his age in the caption. He has the body of a man half that age by the looks of it. All broad muscular chest filling out his shirt.
“Gray, silver, whatever. He’s a pain in my ass. But I won’t give up.”
“You haven’t got a match yet, then?” I think about all the people Halliday has in her database who are looking for a partner. Surely, one of them is a match for Sterling.
“Not a suitable one,” she grumbles.
“Suitable?” I frown. “I thought you said when the energy matches, it’s never wrong. So if he’s gotten a match, then what are you waiting for?”
“How’s the case going?” She steers away from my question. “Is court prep going okay?”
I take a deep breath, ignoring her change of subject for the time being.
“It’s getting more complicated. We’ve been getting word of potential plans for witness intimidation.”
“Your client?”
“Nothing so far, thankfully. I’ve told her how important it is that she tells me about anyone who tries to discuss the case with her. But other tenants at the apartment block have now refused to speak about things they saw and heard. It might only be a matter of time before someone tries something, though. I have to protect her. The guy who tricked her into going with him, and his friend that hasn’t been identified yet… They’ve both got toget put away for this.”
“It’s a good job she’s got Havers the Handler on her side then, isn’t it?”
I try to smile at Halliday’s confidence. But that uneasiness in my gut is back. It’s like the anticipation before a show starts. Only as the curtain starts to rise you realize that you’re in the wrong theater, and what’s behind the curtain isn’t lights and singing, it’s a dark, chilling nightmare.
I have to win this case.
“How long do you think it’ll be until you’re back?” I ask.
“Pfft.” Halliday snorts. “Depends how long Mr. Awkward wants to play this game before he realizes that I’m not leaving until I’ve completed my mission.”
“Well, Drew’s over there again next week for work. Maybe you two could meet up if you have time.”
“Sounds good. I can give him your gifts to bring back. But I want to be there when the babies open theirs.”
I place my hand on my bump. “That’s still months away. You’ll definitely be back.”
She blows out a breath heavy with irritation. “I know that. But someone needs to tell Sterling.”
I shuffle in my seat. “I think—” My words die in my throat as wet warmth soaks into my panties. “Shit.”
“You think shit?”
“I think…” I grab a tissue from a box on my desk and stuff my hand up my skirt, wiping it against the wet fabric.
The sight of red as I bring my hand back has my heart racing.
“I think I’m miscarrying,” I cry.
