Page 124 of Liar's Point

She drank.

Then she put the glass on the floor beside her foot because she didn’t have a coffee table or any other furniture in here.

“Cassandra.”

She looked at him. Her pulse was racing now, and she knew her panic must be written all over her face.

“Whatever trouble you’re in, I can help.”

He sounded so calm. And capable. She wanted desperately to believe him. And then the side of his mouth ticked up.

“I told you, I’m a problem-solver. That’s what I do.”

She looked away—she had to. She couldn’t look at his handsome face while she was trying to make rational decisions.

“Talk to me.”

She took a deep breath. Held it in for three seconds. Exhaled.

“I don’t know where to start,” she said.

He nodded. “Start at the beginning.”

She stared at him, studying his clear blue eyes. He looked intelligent. He had to be if he was a lawyer, right? Cassandra hadn’t even gone to college. Maybe if she had, maybe if she’d had an education to rely on instead of her looks, she wouldn’t have gotten herself into this mess.

She cleared her throat. “The first time we met... I asked you about attorney-client privilege.”

He nodded.

“That applies to whatever I tell you, correct?”

“Mostly.”

“Mostly?”

“Well, for example, I can’t help you rob a bank.” His tone was joking, but his expression turned serious when she didn’t laugh.

She swallowed. “I think I may be guilty of a crime.”

Her heart skittered as soon as the words were out. God, she was really doing this? Was she really confiding in him? Once she did, there was no going back.

She studied his face, but he didn’t seem to react.

“You don’t look surprised,” she said.

He tipped his head to the side. “I actually hear that a lot.”

“Oh.”

She looked down at her Reebok sneakers. She didn’t have class this week, but she’d been walking around in workout clothes anyway, mainly out of habit. The whole week had been like a waking nightmare.

“You were starting at the beginning?” he prompted.

“Right. So... I told you about my name and how I switched to my maiden name after I filed for a divorce.”

“Because you needed a change.”

“I did. But that was only part of the reason.” She paused, watching his face carefully. “My husband is Malcom McVoy.”

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