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“Hey,” Reuben said, walking over. “Aren’t those Trey’s sunglasses?”
Seth shot Chloe a smug smile. “That’s what I said. He must have come down here sometime last night. I’ll really have to check the car over carefully now. I don’t think we’ll have a chance for practice laps but at least we’ll know the car’s safe. I told Brant he should have kept his mouth shut. I need to get to work.”
Reuben had been working for Brant, and therefore with Seth, for long enough to recognize when he was being told to leave, so he grabbed Chloe by the coat sleeve and led her out while she silently seethed. Once out of the shops Chloe shook free of Rueben, and for a moment considered turning around and marching right back into the shop to tell Seth just what Trey Williams had been doing all evening. Then sense beat out anger and a better plan quickly took shape in her mind.
“Reuben, I have a really big favour to ask of you. I need you to look into something without my brothers finding out.”
“Am I going to regret this?”
She smiled sweetly, knowing that Reuben had always viewed her as a sweet kid sister, and said, “Of course you won’t regret it. I just know that you’re not as stubborn and closed minded as my brothers.”
“Flattery, Chloe?” He raised both eyebrows in mock surprise.
“No,” she wheedled. “It’s the truth. Come on, it’s just a few phone calls, gathering a little gossip…”
“This is about Trey Williams, isn’t it? Chloe, you’re asking me to go against your brothers on this one and in a big way. If Brant found out I was sniffing around looking for proof that Trey wasn’t the one who sabotaged him…”
“Then look for proof that it was him. Someone must have seen him leave the hotel after arguing with Brant, after everyone in that dining room would have seen the fight. Or maybe someone saw him walk in here. Then you’re doing what Brant would want you to do.”
“And you believe that in trying to proof it was him I’ll end up proving it wasn’t him?” He still sounded skeptic.
“If you find proof, and I mean definite, beyond a shadow of a doubt, take it to the cops and press charges proof, that it was Trey Williams, I’ll help the cops arrest him.” I’ll do a hell of a lot more than that. “Until then, I’ll keep an open mind that this might have been someone else. Would you be willing to do the same?”
He sighed. “I get the feeling you’re not telling me everything, and no, I don’t want to know. If I don’t know I can’t tell Brant and he’s got a way of knowing when I’m keeping a secret from him. All right, I’ll ask around and see what I can find out. But I’m not making any promises, Chloe.”
“It’s a deal. Well, if I’m not needed for the rest of the day, I’ll just go back to the hotel, maybe check on Brant, and then go see if my friend is free for a little shopping or a movie marathon or something.”
“Fine. But keep your phone handy, and don’t go missing this time, all right?”
“Sure thing Rueben. Call me if you find something, either way.” She waved and jogged off to catch a cab back to the hotel.
* * * *
Brant was sleeping when she got back to the hotel so after stopping to change into something provocative she went up to see if Trey was free for the afternoon. She knocked on his door and waited. And waited. Finally, when she started to feel like standing there in the hallway would make her look like a moron she knocked again.
There was the sound of movement and then a muffled, “Who is it?”
“Room service,” she called back.
“You’ve got the wrong room.”
“Come out here and say that to my face.”
The door swung open and his eyes went wide when he saw her.
“We sound like a bad movie,” she said, grinning. “You wouldn’t happen to have some time to spare for a lonely girl with nothing to do for about four hours?” She batted her eyes at him and smiled her
“Hey,” Reuben said, walking over. “Aren’t those Trey’s sunglasses?”
Seth shot Chloe a smug smile. “That’s what I said. He must have come down here sometime last night. I’ll really have to check the car over carefully now. I don’t think we’ll have a chance for practice laps but at least we’ll know the car’s safe. I told Brant he should have kept his mouth shut. I need to get to work.”
Reuben had been working for Brant, and therefore with Seth, for long enough to recognize when he was being told to leave, so he grabbed Chloe by the coat sleeve and led her out while she silently seethed. Once out of the shops Chloe shook free of Rueben, and for a moment considered turning around and marching right back into the shop to tell Seth just what Trey Williams had been doing all evening. Then sense beat out anger and a better plan quickly took shape in her mind.
“Reuben, I have a really big favour to ask of you. I need you to look into something without my brothers finding out.”
“Am I going to regret this?”
She smiled sweetly, knowing that Reuben had always viewed her as a sweet kid sister, and said, “Of course you won’t regret it. I just know that you’re not as stubborn and closed minded as my brothers.”
“Flattery, Chloe?” He raised both eyebrows in mock surprise.
“No,” she wheedled. “It’s the truth. Come on, it’s just a few phone calls, gathering a little gossip…”
“This is about Trey Williams, isn’t it? Chloe, you’re asking me to go against your brothers on this one and in a big way. If Brant found out I was sniffing around looking for proof that Trey wasn’t the one who sabotaged him…”
“Then look for proof that it was him. Someone must have seen him leave the hotel after arguing with Brant, after everyone in that dining room would have seen the fight. Or maybe someone saw him walk in here. Then you’re doing what Brant would want you to do.”
“And you believe that in trying to proof it was him I’ll end up proving it wasn’t him?” He still sounded skeptic.
“If you find proof, and I mean definite, beyond a shadow of a doubt, take it to the cops and press charges proof, that it was Trey Williams, I’ll help the cops arrest him.” I’ll do a hell of a lot more than that. “Until then, I’ll keep an open mind that this might have been someone else. Would you be willing to do the same?”
He sighed. “I get the feeling you’re not telling me everything, and no, I don’t want to know. If I don’t know I can’t tell Brant and he’s got a way of knowing when I’m keeping a secret from him. All right, I’ll ask around and see what I can find out. But I’m not making any promises, Chloe.”
“It’s a deal. Well, if I’m not needed for the rest of the day, I’ll just go back to the hotel, maybe check on Brant, and then go see if my friend is free for a little shopping or a movie marathon or something.”
“Fine. But keep your phone handy, and don’t go missing this time, all right?”
“Sure thing Rueben. Call me if you find something, either way.” She waved and jogged off to catch a cab back to the hotel.
* * * *
Brant was sleeping when she got back to the hotel so after stopping to change into something provocative she went up to see if Trey was free for the afternoon. She knocked on his door and waited. And waited. Finally, when she started to feel like standing there in the hallway would make her look like a moron she knocked again.
There was the sound of movement and then a muffled, “Who is it?”
“Room service,” she called back.
“You’ve got the wrong room.”
“Come out here and say that to my face.”
The door swung open and his eyes went wide when he saw her.
“We sound like a bad movie,” she said, grinning. “You wouldn’t happen to have some time to spare for a lonely girl with nothing to do for about four hours?” She batted her eyes at him and smiled her
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