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“Of course, baby. I took photos of your home and sent them to Camilla, and she made a few suggestions.”
Jesska slid her arms around his waist. “You must give that woman a hefty raise.”
He chuckled. “If you love it, then I will.”
“I love it.”
Kaspar lifted her to his height and she wrapped her legs around him, kissing him as he carried her to the bed. He unbuttoned her blouse and spread it in order to kiss her belly, but before things could get interesting, her phone pealed in the silence. She slid it from the back pocket of her jeans.
“Hold that thought. It’s my brother,” she said, and answered. “Hi, Cam.”
“Are you sitting down?” he asked.
She smiled. “In a manner of speaking.”
“Jason’s back in prison.”
Jesska sat up, inadvertently shoving Kaspar off of her. “What?”
“Despite his lawyer’s efforts, he refused to retract his confession. He admitted to everything, even that he’d planned the murder.”
“What?” she snapped.
“He’d planned to kill Seth, but he’d had something else in mind. The stabbing part wasn’t premeditated, but the murder was.”
Jesska’s eyes filled with tears as she slid off the bed. “What was the plan?”
“No.”
“Cameron, what was the plan?”
“Put Kaspar on the phone.”
“No! Damn it, Cameron, I swear to Christ, you better start talking, or I’m going to murder you in the face.”
Before she could react, Kaspar pulled her phone from her hand and put it to his ear. “Cameron?”
Jesska slid to the floor, swallowing the bile that threatened to spill.
“You should have called me directly,” Kaspar said into the phone.
Jesska tried to listen to Kaspar’s thoughts, but either she was too upset and distracted to concentrate, or he was a master at blocking her.
“I understand,” Kaspar continued. “No. Okay, thanks, that’s some good news, I suppose. Yes. We’ll talk later. ’Bye.” Kaspar sat beside Jesska and pulled her onto his lap. “It’s okay, elskan.”
She buried her face in his neck and let a new wave of sadness wash over her. “I had no idea Jason hated Seth that much.”
Kaspar slipped his hands into her hair and kissed her forehead.
“What was the plan?” she whispered.
“I think we should wait to discuss this.”
“What was the plan, Kaz?”
He didn’t say anything for several minutes. Just held her as he stroked her back.
“Tell me,” she pressed.
