Page 71 of First Date: Divorce
They followed the path that way until it connected with another curving path, taking them along the far side of the pool.Izzy waved to them from a chaise.Orion was not in sight.
They continued on to the front of the building, seeing no one else.
Once they had enough distance from the building to be sure no one out of sight might overhear, she said, “What were you doing before our session?”
His eyebrows twitched up at the abruptness, but he answered readily enough.
“Scoped out the offices.They’re down that hallway past the supply closet.The layout’s definitely different from the plans Cully had.I did identify the office of the business manager.It’s across the hall from where Albert took his naps.If feeding information to Gail Bledsoe is set up to benefit the organization, rather than the work of an individual, tracking finances is how we’ll prove it.And that’s a likely target for checking the finances.”
She side-eyed him.“Cully said to let information come to us, not to push to investigate.”
“Yeah.You really followed that last night.”
She couldn’t dispute that.Especially since she didn’t intend to quit trying to investigate, while being careful not to be caught.
Though Marriage-Save didn’t make that particularly easy with the schedule of counseling and activities.
As for nighttime…
Eric added, “Not a word said about us being out and about last night.At least to me.”
“Me, either.They might know and be holding onto the knowledge.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know.But we don’t risk it.”
Maybe that would discourage him from trying.
But she recognized he hadn’t committed to caution when he changed the subject.“How’d you do with the questionnaire?”
“Not bad.Don’t know why they call it a questionnaire when it listed statements to agree or not agree with.”The statements specified if an area was an issue for the theoretical couple or something they dealt with well.Actually, she’d found it easy, because none of the statements applied to them, so none was an issue.
But there had been that one problem with Melody.
“Pauline missed a question in her prep,” she said.
Instead of immediately knowing what she meant and agreeing, he said, “She did?Must have missed that.Or Melody didn’t ask me the same questions.”
“She didn’t ask what attracted us to each other at the start?”
“Oh, that.Yeah, she asked that.Half, anyway — what attracted me to you.Didn’t ask anything about what attracted you.”
What did you answer?Tip of her tongue, bitten back.
“Huh,” he continued.“Didn’t even realize Pauline hadn’t asked us that.Good memory, K.D.Glad it came naturally, so it didn’t trip us up.”
She gritted her teeth, then forced herself to relax.Ithadtripped her up.But not fatally.Surely Melody hadn’t run off to a fellow counselor and said this couple’s not a couple because of how she’d responded.Especially not after she channeled Hilary.
“Anything that did trip you up?”she asked.
“Writing comments when the questionnaire asked for explanations or details took a long time, trying to think through the results our setup most likely produced.How about you?”
“I didn’t write comments.Figured that was safer.”
“Good thinking.”His mouth lifted.“That way mine’s the official narrative.What on-the-brink-of-divorce man wouldn’t like that.”
“Yeah.Is the path to town shorter than going by the road?”
