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“Yeah.”

“He’s going to the second story.”

There are a few minutes in which Jon doesn’t utter a word and I wish we could switch places so I can see what’s going on. The photos he’s taking won’t be enough, because I don’t want to wait any longer for the proof that will either put my sister’s fears to rest or flip her perfect world upside down.

“Shit,” Jon growls through my earpiece. My mind races with the possibilities.

Shit, I dropped my camera.

Shit, I need to pee.

Shit, someone sees me playing peeping Tom.

Shit, Drew’s a lying sack of shit.

“What? What is it?”

“I’m staying up here until he leaves.”

“Leaves? Did he go inside one of the condos?”

“Unit 244.”

“Did you see anything? Jon, tell me what’s going on.”

“I’ve got photos. We’ll debrief after he leaves. I’ll watch the door, but you watch his car. Maybe they won’t stay in.”

Apprehension prickles my fears. “They?”

“Shit.” He swears again. “It doesn’t mean anything until we have all the details, but this doesn’t look good.” He’s trying to protect me, or maybe Drew.

“Tell me.”

He swears again and I hear a shuffle before he says, “A woman opened the door.”

“Woman?”Crap, crap, crap.“Please tell me she was elderly and grandmotherly.” I’m reaching, I know, but this just can’t be happening.

“She’s young, mid-twenties, maybe. And beautiful.”

“Shit.”

“Yeah, that’s what I’ve been telling you.”

I grab my cell from where it sits in the cup holder. “I’m texting Melissa.”

“No!” Jon barks and my fingers still over the keyboard. “We do this the right way. We treat this like any other client. I admit this looks bad, but we don’t bring an accusation we can’t back up.”

“But Melissa ...”

“We’ve got this down to a science, Evie. Whatever Drew’s doing with this woman, we’ll know within a week. First, we find out who she is, and who she is to him.”

Jon’s right. I only hope what we uncover isn’t another cheating husband. Because it’s not only about proving good guys still exist, or that there are exceptions to every rule. This is my sister’s happiness at stake. Her security. Her world. I can’t even process what happens next if Drew’s not the man we all believe him to be.