Page 74 of Defending Love
“So, someone forged a note that basically sounded like Dad knew he was in danger. Why?”
“To throw us off.”
I shook my head. “That’s stupid. The note made us want to look more. What about the FBI guys?”
“It’s connected. It’s all connected.” He quirked his lips. “Did you say breakfast?”
“I did. I really need to grocery shop.”
We began walking toward the kitchen. “Can you have them delivered?”
“I mean, I can, but I’d like to get out.”
“Give me until tomorrow. I want to keep working on some leads.”
We sat at the breakfast bar. “Okay. I’ll have them delivered.” I picked up my phone. “I have a text message from Damien.” I looked up at Eli. “He’s on his way over. He wants to talk about Preston Ayers.”
Chapter
Twenty-Nine
Eli
* * *
“Why did you change clothes?” Dani asked, looking up from her computer screen.
My comfortable attire was replaced by a black suit. “Your brother is paying for a bodyguard.”
Dani’s sexy smile grew as she stood and came closer. Her navy eyes swirled with multiple shades of blue, the churning of a turbulent sea. She reached for the lapels of my suit coat, pushed up on her tiptoes, and brought her lips to mine. “Are you saying that I can’t do that when Damien is here?”
“Probably not.” My hands went to her waist as I held her at arm’s length. “I want to talk to Damien for a few minutes.”
Dani pursed her lips. “You’re not going to accuse him of killing Dad.”
“I don’t intend to accuse him. I simply have some questions that I hope he can answer.”
“Like what?”
Letting go of her waist, I contemplated what I could or should say. Ben’s call divulged more than the information about the handwriting.
When my gaze met hers, Dani placed a fist against her hip. “Eli, there are many things I value in a relationship. It doesn’t matter if it’s a friendship, a sexual relationship, or what I share with my brother. Above all, the most important is honesty. This morning you talked about where this” —she motioned between the two of us— “is going. I want it to go beyond your assignment. However, I don’t care how great the sex is, I have to trust that you’ll be honest with me.”
“You’ve accused me of wrongfully thinking the worst of Damien. You’re right. The facts keep piling up in a way it’s difficult to overlook.”
“What facts?”
“He and the attorney opened your dad’s safe.”
“To find Dad’s will and insurance papers.”
“They had access to place the damning letter we found.”
She crossed her arms over her breasts. “I spoke to Damien about the safe. He’d forgotten he’d even opened the safe.”
“The latent fingerprints on the letter.”
“Have they confirmed they’re Damien’s?”
