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She cups my face with her hands. “That’s wonderful news!”

Another kiss, this time holding her tight to me. “I’ve got our company jet booked. I’m meeting with da the second I get home. Can you come?”

“Well, Caleb, aye. That was the plan. I’ve got my company jet ready to take me in a couple of hours.”

We’re both thinking the same thing. I know it. “There’s no sense in us taking separate jets, Laney. Come with me.”

She nods. “Okay. I’ve spoken with Gretchen. I think I’ve got her convinced to come here. Brandy thinks I’m nuts, but once she meets her, she’ll understand completely.”

Laney’s phone rings from her pocket. I let go of her so she can see who it is. “Oh, it’s Brandy. I better pick it up. She’s known to show up if I don’t.”

“Go ahead.” I tell her. “Do you want privacy?”

She smirks. “Probably not.”

I snort a laugh, knowing that that means she told her about us.

“Brandy. What’s up?” She answers, placing her on speakerphone. “I’ve got Caleb here and I’ve got you on speakerphone.” I follow her inside the house.

“Did I interrupt anything?” Brandy teases.

“Fuckoff. Would I have answered the phone?” Laney chuckles.

“This is weird. Caleb, the last time I saw you, Laney chewed you up and spit you out at that bar that night.”

“Don’t remind me.” I tell her.

“Hey, I’m glad that you’re both there together.” A pause. “Never thought I’d say that sentence.”

“Brandy…” Laney warns, but her tone and her smile says that she’s kidding.

“Did you hear that they made an arrest in Rachel’s murder?”

Laney and I exchange a look. “How the hell do you know that?” I bark. “I literally just got back from the cop shop and they wouldn’t tell us shit.”

She chuckles, impressed with herself. “Some woman got arrested. Apparently, she was the wife of one of the guys Rachel was fucking on the side. She’d fled the country, evidently, but somebody snitched on her and got her extradited. Not sure of the details, but I guess they finally were able to match her DNA to whatever disgusting shit they found at the scene or on her whore body.”

“And how did you find all this out, may I ask?” Laney says.

She clucks her tongue. “I know people.”

“We have spies, people literally watching other people, getting paid for it, and none of them knew any of this shit.” I declare. “Everyone’s fucking fired. That’s the end of it.”

“If it helps, there was a gag order, but I did a little fucking around myself, and got me the goods.” Brandy adds.

“Who did you fuck, little miss ‘I just got divorced, so I hate men’?” Laney asks.

“Another conversation, my friend.” She says, self-righteously. “So, whatcha doin’?”

“Heading to Scotland shortly.” Laney answers.

“Are you bringing the girl and the kid back?”

“Dunno.” Laney says. “I think I’ve got her convinced to come with us, but I can’t be sure. We’ll see when we get there.”

“Does your dad know about you two yet?”

We both answer in unison. “No.” And then we laugh.

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