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“I’m surprised you agreed to be alone with me for this long,” Beau said, shaking me from my observations.
“I enjoy spending time with you.”
She blinked at me. Did she not know?
“I want to know every detail about what’s going on with the investigation.” That voice was one she’d definitely picked up from our father. She was playing hardball.
But I had plenty of experience in that arena too.
“There’s nothing to tell.”
She stopped and shook me. “The only reason you aren't behind bars right now is because of Dad.”
I scowled. “Thank you for the reminder.”
“What does he want for saving your ass?”
I checked our surroundings. “Could we discuss this somewhere more private?”
“No.” She put her hand on her hip. “Because when we get there, you’ll keep avoiding the issue.”
Damn it.My sister was a bulldog.
“I don’t know,” I said through my teeth.
“Well, you better find out before you end up in a jail cell for no reason.”
I appreciated her faith in me. She’d never consider I’d done anything to warrant an investigation.
“I meant I don’t know the price I’ll have to pay to Father.”
She linked her arm through mine in a show of support. “It’s going to be high.” Her voice was quiet and full of understanding in a way only she and Teague could.
“What can he want that I haven’t already given him?” I’d forced these thoughts away for days because I didn’t want to think about them. I only played games I could win. With our father, there was no winning.
I wasn’t sure about the odds in a federal investigation.
“I’ve never seen him make such an effort to keep something from public knowledge.” She stepped over a missing chunk of concrete on the sidewalk.
I had. But I didn’t want to think about that either. That familiar searing pain reserved only for my mother slashed through my chest.
“What about this place?” I wasn’t hungry, but I needed a break from this conversation.
Beau raised her eyes to the faded awning, then quickly perused a menu taped in the window. “I could go for a BLT.” She nudged me in the shoulder. “You used to make that for me.”
I held open the door for her. “I’m surprised you remember.”
“I’m surprised you never learned to cook anything else.” She flashed an evil grin as she slid into a booth near the back.
“You have no room to talk, dear sister.”
She pretended to buff her nails. “I don't have time to perfect my culinary skills while I’m conquering the world.”
“And you certainly have.”
Pride for the woman she’d become filled me. It couldn’t have been easy growing up in a house full of men. And even though she hadn’t known our mother all that well didn’t mean she couldn’t feel her loss.
Teague and I were the ultimate duo of overbearing and overprotective brothers. I didn’t care if Beau was ninety years old, that wasn’t going to change.
