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Elliot’s eyebrows tugged together, and he struggled with how to respond “Actually, I believe they’re interested in questioning the younger Mr Hale”

What? My heart skittered as I processed what he’d said, but aze locked on Elliot, and felt my father’s attention snap toward me It burned with unease and perhapsprotectiveness? His curiosity wanted to knohat I’d done to bring police to our doorstep, but I didn’t have an answer for that

I kept uratively and literally A lot of the people in s, and everyone knew Richard Shaunessy was a cokehead, but me? I’d never strayed into the hard stuff

And certainly not anything to put me on anyone’s radar

“All right,” I said “Can you show them in, please?”

There was a tightness in azes briefly wandered over the lavish furnishings and snagged for aon me

“Mr Hale,” the taller of the twoa step my direction, “I’m Detective Hawkins, and this is my partner, Detective Lewis” They both wore suits with their gold depart from their breast pockets “We have some questions for you”

My father’s tone was brusque “Don’t say anything without a lawyer” He pulled out his phone and scrolled through his contacts, likely looking for his attorney’s number

My whole life, I’d done what he wanted The path of least resistance was usually the fastest, and when you fell in line, you often got overlooked It ave me freedoms Royce never had

No one looked too closely at the younger Hale boy

And, yes, it was sotten I was an attorney? Not that I was stupid enough to representI could listen and always lawyer up if I didn’t like the line their questioning took

Detective Lewis, the older, rougher-looking cop, rested a hand on his hip and studied me critically “Do you feel like you need a lawyer?”

His partner scowled “We’re not here to charge you We just want to have a conversation” He tacked it on to the end as a threat “For now”

A challenge rose in Lewis’s small eyes “If you’d rather we do this at the precinct, we can make that happen, but let’s save us all the time, yeah?”

I sed dryly “What’s this about?”

Hawkins nodded, satisfied “When was the last time you were in contact with Jillian Lambert?”

Concern welled inside me “Why? What’s happened?”