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“Thirteen” Her voice cracked on the nu on thirty”

“What happened to you? You said you never knew your father”

She shrugged How had she allowed the subject to veer from Jason to her own troubled childhood? “Foster homes”

Trey grimaced “I’m sorry”

“Yeah, but I was luckier than ot out okay”

“Why lucky?”

“You don’t want to hear this”

“Yes, I do”

“A police officer—” She hesitated and took a sip of wine Why was she telling Wentworth this messy story? She’d never told anyone “He tookand looked out for uy, the reason I became a cop”

“What happened to him?”

“He retired last year, moved to Daytona Beach”

“It’s nice to have a mentor”

“I guess your father was your mentor,” she said, pleased she’d found a way to switch the subject back to Wentworth

Trey laughed harshly “Oh, yeah My old e”

Kelly stared at Trey Interesting that he had issues, serious issues apparently, with dear old Dad No one’s life was perfect So maybe Trey did understand that stacks of cash didn’t solve every problem And maybe his relationship with his father was another reason he treated Jason like royalty He wanted to do a better job at parenting, ive the guy a break

Or maybe she’d had too much wine

At least Wentworth knew his father

She set her glass on the bar She needed to get away fro to feel sorry for a billionaire

“Listen, Trey, about that bodyguard…”

“You want me to call him off”

She nodded

“Then it’s done,” Trey said

“Thanks” She caet some sleep It’s been a crazy couple of days”

“I understand”

She hesitated “If you really want to thank estion”