doesn’t have all the facts of the case yet. She was instructed to meet with Jasper. He called frantic about the fact that the police found the body.” Darla kept her eyes on Lauren as she explained.
Whitey nodded and turned back to Lauren.
“Ms. Holden … may I call you Lauren?” He did anyway, “Lauren, Jasper murdered Lucas Jackson in cold blood. Jasper was having an affair with his fiancé. It was an act of jealousy and nothing more. We appreciate that you are trying to find a loophole.” He flashed that smile again. The hairs on the back of Lauren’s neck stood on end.
“We’re still going to try and get him a lesser sentence, but things do not look good for Mr. Connor.” Darla continued and squeezed Whitey’s shoulder affectionately. “Jasper is very important to the Brass and we’re going to do everything we can for our beloved clients.”
Lauren went to open her mouth to ask why Jasper never said anything about having an affair with Lucas’ fiancé. There was no record of it in the file, but clearly something more was going on here than meets the eye and whatever it was, it was well above Lauren’s pay grade. She sensed she was in danger so she turned to Darla and quickly offered,
“Ms. Lovell, I am so terribly sorry that I … deviated from your orders. You merely said to meet with Jasper and I guess I got caught up in wanting to make a good impression on my first case.” She laughed nervously, “You know … the new kids always think they’re going to change the world on their first job out of school.” Whitey smiled and nodded as if he completely understood. Lauren licked her dry lips and blurted, “Are you going to take me off the case?” She really wanted to ask if they were going to kill her, but that would mean Darla Lovell would have to be killed too so Lauren internally blamed her fear on her paranoia.
Darla smiled and shook her head.
“No dear. It’s good to have a lawyer that’s committed to her client. We’ll discuss the case further in the office so you can help us save Jasper from the electric chair even if we can’t get the charges dropped.” Darla offered an uncharacteristically warm smile. Outwardly, Lauren sighed a sigh of relief but internally she was sure she was in danger. Who throws a woman into the back of a van and puts a hood over her head?
Whitey slapped the table as if he was concluding the meeting, “Lauren, we are a very exclusive club. We don’t allow outsiders into our private den so I do apologize for the van and the hood. We just weren’t sure who was spying up on the hill, but you’re unharmed and we’re glad you’re on our side and Jasper’s.”
But the driver said he knew exactly who she was. Lauren opened her mouth, but something entirely different came out:
“Sir, I really don’t want to lose my job. I’m sorry I was spying, but I was just looking for something that night help with Jasper’s case, in favor of him.” Then she turned to Darla, “I’m really sorry if I embarrassed you in front of the client. If it helps anyone put their minds at ease, there was nothing to see but dirt.”
The man nodded.
“Well tell us what you saw?” His crystal blue eyes bore through her as he assessed her response.
Lauren remained calm.
“I saw three motorcycles on the far end of the road, but then I took my eyes off the road. I thought I heard a noise. The next think I know; I was in the van.” She shrugged, “So basically, I saw nothing.”
CHAPTER 7:
DARLA & PETER & LAUREN & JASPER
Lauren’s hands shook as she drove back to the office. Darla instructed her to meet her there. The men kindly and civilly took her back to her car then took off. Before she turned the car on, she broke down in tears. Now she was just driving slowly to keep herself from crashing.
She pulled into the parking lot and looked over her shoulder as she entered the building. She didn’t feel safe until she was in her office with the door and the
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