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Grady didn’t let things slide. Grady was on top of everything.
“Say after me: Grady is sorting this.”
“Grady is sorting this,” she repeated.
“Grady will make this all disappear.”
“Grady will make this all disappear.” She finally started to breathe easier. “You will?”
“Fuck, yes,” Steele growled in her ear. “Nothing touches our baby or her boy.”
“How?” she asked.
“This lawyer is slick, but he’s no match for me,” Grady told her. “Roddy, your neighbor, fed information about you. But taking care of that idiot was easy. He won’t be bothering you again or talking to that lawyer.”
“Lucy was another informant,” Steele told her.
“What?” she asked. Lucy?
“This lawyer put an investigator on you,” Grady said. “The investigator spoke to Lucy soon after we got rid of her and she told him a bunch of lies. And some truths.”
Oh my God.
“Like that I work at a strip club? Oh my God, are they going to take Brooks?”
She couldn’t do this!
“Sweetheart, we have this.” Grady wrapped his hand around the back of her neck. “We’ve taken care of Roddy and Lucy. Both are retracting their statements and won’t even answer the lawyer’s calls. Also, all of the investigator’s information has mysteriously disappeared.”
Whoa, he was a miracle worker. She didn’t know how he’d done all of that and she didn’t care.
“And?”
“And we’ve totally taken the legs out of their custody claim,” Steele told her. “There’s nothing left. No judge would side with the uncle over what Brooks wants.”
“I spoke to the lawyer today. He wasn’t happy, but he knows he’s beaten,” Grady told her.
“Oh my God! Why didn’t you lead with that!” She put her hand on her chest, trying to calm her racing heart.
“While the lawyer is effectively silenced, that doesn’t mean that the person who employed him is,” Grady explained.
“Brooks’ uncle.” Shit. “He could try again.”
“Which is why I’m suggesting we tell Brooks,” Grady said gently.
“What? Really?”
“He’s a good kid,” Steele said. “He deserves to know what’s going on. This uncle might run away. Or he might try again.”
“Or he might be someone Brooks would like to get to know and I haven’t even given him that option.”
“Baby, I doubt that.” Steele shook his head.
The front door opened.
“Aunt Effie, I’m home.”
Steele lifted her off his lap. Standing, he moved over to lean against the wall near the fireplace.
