(Brad)
By the time I got to Gerald's office I'd already done everything else that needed doing.
Groceries dropped at Jade's. Documents pulled together from the house. And the footage still sitting on my phone that had changed the entire shape of the afternoon the moment I walked into that grocery store aisle and saw them standing together.
Gerald placed the call on speaker and set the phone on the desk between us.
I sat across from him and watched his face carefully while the line rang. He'd been trying to reach Harmon for the better part of two hours and now that he had him on the line his expression had shifted into that controlled professional mode he used when every word needed to land exactly right.
"Gerald." Cole's voice hadn't changed at all. Same pace. Same control. "Whatever
