Page 143 of Only Fate

I needAdrian. He knows just as much about this case.

“I called someone to help,” I explain, my pulse speeding.

Needing to do something with my hands, I flip my phone over on my desk.

Then do it again.

And again.

Jenna stands.

“Sit down, Jenna,” I snap, both of us shocked at my hostility.

She drops back into her chair.

“I didn’t call the police. I called another attorney to come help with”—I pause, gesturing toward her and hating that my voice breaks—“this.”

Adrian, please get here fast.

I unlock my phone to call him again, but stop.

Taking my call will only delay him further.

Not even a minute later, he rushes into my office.

For some reason, River is with him.

If I wasn’t shaking and on the edge of a panic attack, I’d question why.

Lainey comes up behind River, uncertainty on her face of what to do.

I nod a silentEverything is okayand gesture for her to leave and shut the door behind her. The less people who hear this conversation, the better.

Which includes River.

Out of all people, why would Jenna come to me?

Adrian wrinkles his nose, coming to my side.

As far as I know, he doesn’t know my history with Jenna.

He doesn’t evenknowJenna.

River, on the other hand, knows exactly who she is.

He presses his lips together in a grimace, not taking his eyes off her, and crosses his arms. He looks almost like he’s standing guard between her and me.

“Tell them what you told me,” I direct Jenna.

She squirms in her chair, warily looking at us. “Why would I say anything in front of them? I came here to talk toyouabout help.”

“River, out,” I say before mouthing,Sorry, to him.

“You can’t be serious?” He scoffs. “I don’t trust her with you.”

I lay my hand over my chest. “I’ll be okay. As attorneys, we need to speak with her.”

River scowls at Jenna before leaving my office and slamming the door behind him.

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