Page 65 of Liar's Point

“Thanks.” Alex smiled and glanced around the table. “The detective squad’s here. Where’s Nicole?”

“Home,” Owen said.

Alex took the seat next to Emmet. He and Emmet’s younger brother, Calvin, had been good friends in high school. Alex was always the brainy one, though, and no one had been surprised when he’d gone on to law school and become a hotshot attorney in Houston.

Why he’d given all that up to come back here was a mystery.

“How’s the move coming?” Emmet asked him.

“Slow.” Alex ran a hand through his hair, and Emmet noticed his gold watch. “I’m still unpacking.”

“Where are you again?” Kyle asked.

“On Main Street. Right next to that real estate office with the swing out front.”

Kyle frowned. “Isn’t that a title company?”

“Used to be. Now it’s my office. Leyla’s helping me get set up.”

“Speaking of,” Owen said. “A little bird told me you’ve already got a client. Cassandra Miller. You know who she is, right? A key witness in our investigation.”

The server was back with a tray full of beers. She distributed the bottles. “Anything else for now?”

“We’re good, thanks,” Alex said with a wink.

She walked off, and Owen picked up his beer.

“The suicide on the beach thing?” Alex asked.

“Homicide,” Owen said pointedly. “So, what gives?”

Alex picked up his bottle. “What do you mean?”

“What does she need a lawyer for?” Owen asked.

Alex shook his head. “No comment.”

Owen’s eyebrows shot up. “Seriously?”

“Yeah.”

Owen looked annoyed. “Are you for real right now?”

“Yes.” Alex crossed his arms and stared at his brother. “I can’t talk about my clients.”

Owen glanced at Emmet, then back at Alex. “But she is your client, though, right? Is she in some kind of legal trouble or—”

“Look, I can’t go into it. But she came to see me about something routine, okay?”

Owen’s phone buzzed and he flipped it over on the table. “Why didn’t you just say so?” He picked up the phone and answered it as Alex rolled his eyes.

Emmet sipped his beer, observing the friction play out between the two brothers. It was going to be interesting watching Alex practice law in the same town where his two older brothers were cops.

“Hey, that’s good.” Owen looked at Emmet. “Nicole got a lead on that address.”

“Oh yeah?”

“He’s sitting right here,” Owen said. “You want to talk to him?”

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