just looking out for you. I don’t want you to lose your shit one of these days and yell something embarrassing like, ‘You’re a shitdamn hell fuck!’”
Ignoring her, I look at Paige. “Did you send that e-mail to Dallas?”
She smiles and takes a seat at her desk across from me. “Oh, I sure did. And I blacked out half of the information like you suggested and told him if he wanted the rest of it, he’d need to contact you.”
I asked Paige to scan the e-mails we found in Richard Covington’s home and send them to Dallas. Minus a few pertinent details like who they were from and when they were sent.
“I also blacked out every fourth word just to mess with him,” Paige says with a laugh.
“He’s going to be pissed,” Kennedy says with a smile.
My cell phone starts to ring and, looking at the display, I see that it’s Dallas.
“Well, speak of the devil. That was fast.”
Clearing my throat, I answer the phone in my best professional voice. “Lorelei Warner, how may I help you?”
“Where’s the rest of the information in these e-mails?” Dallas asks without preamble.
“Good morning to you too, Mr. Osborne. What e-mails are you referring to?” I ask pleasantly.
Paige and Kennedy cover their mouths to contain their laughter.
“Cut the crap. I get it. This is my punishment for your getting me out of that ticket. Fine. I’ll leave you alone so you can play detective. I won’t say another word about your lack of skills. Just give me the rest of the information in those e-mails.”
I pick up a pen and tap it against my desk. While the idea of his leaving me alone actually has some merit, that’s not what this is all about. I want him to eat his words. I can do this job.
“You avoided thirty days in jail and didn’t lose your license because of me,” I remind him.
“Yeah, well, I still had to pay a two-thousand-dollar fine,” he complains.
I grind my teeth. “It was supposed to be four thousand dollars. I’m going to need a little more than just your turning the other cheek while I ‘play detective.’”
I hear him growl into the phone. “Fine. What do you want?”
Kennedy starts waving her hands in the air frantically.
“Could you hold, please?” I press my palm against the mouthpiece and hold the phone away from me.
“What?” I hiss at her.
“Tell him he’s an asshole and you deserve some fucking respect!” Kennedy shouts.
Shaking my head at her, I pull my hand away from the mouthpiece and press the phone back against my ear.
“Sorry about that. Where was I? Oh, yes. Well, I’ve decided that you and I will start working together to solve this case and when I find out who did it, you can just give me your fee from the police department,” I inform him.
He barks out a laugh. “When hell freezes over.”
I smile to myself. “Bundle up. We’ll get together this weekend to go over the rest of the information in those e-mails. Have a nice day!”
Ending the call without letting him say another word, I sit there for a few minutes and stare at my phone.
“I still think you should have called him an asshole, but you did good,” Kennedy tells me.
“So, when are you going to meet up with him? Do I get to dress you again?” Paige asks excitedly.
“I have dinner at my parents’ house on Friday night, so it will have to be after that,” I remind them.
Everyone is silent for a few minutes. They know this is the weekend I planned on telling them about my job here and how I wasn’t sure if being a lawyer was what I wanted to do for the rest of my life.
“Well, then, I think you should definitely let Paige dress you,” Kennedy informs me.
Paige jumps up from her chair and practically bounces over to us. “We can find something totally hot and badass for Lorelei and we can get your outfits for your romantic engagement weekend with Griffin while we’re at it!”
Kennedy groans. “Do I really still have to buy new clothes for this?”
I gather my things.
Ignoring her, I look at Paige. “Did you send that e-mail to Dallas?”
She smiles and takes a seat at her desk across from me. “Oh, I sure did. And I blacked out half of the information like you suggested and told him if he wanted the rest of it, he’d need to contact you.”
I asked Paige to scan the e-mails we found in Richard Covington’s home and send them to Dallas. Minus a few pertinent details like who they were from and when they were sent.
“I also blacked out every fourth word just to mess with him,” Paige says with a laugh.
“He’s going to be pissed,” Kennedy says with a smile.
My cell phone starts to ring and, looking at the display, I see that it’s Dallas.
“Well, speak of the devil. That was fast.”
Clearing my throat, I answer the phone in my best professional voice. “Lorelei Warner, how may I help you?”
“Where’s the rest of the information in these e-mails?” Dallas asks without preamble.
“Good morning to you too, Mr. Osborne. What e-mails are you referring to?” I ask pleasantly.
Paige and Kennedy cover their mouths to contain their laughter.
“Cut the crap. I get it. This is my punishment for your getting me out of that ticket. Fine. I’ll leave you alone so you can play detective. I won’t say another word about your lack of skills. Just give me the rest of the information in those e-mails.”
I pick up a pen and tap it against my desk. While the idea of his leaving me alone actually has some merit, that’s not what this is all about. I want him to eat his words. I can do this job.
“You avoided thirty days in jail and didn’t lose your license because of me,” I remind him.
“Yeah, well, I still had to pay a two-thousand-dollar fine,” he complains.
I grind my teeth. “It was supposed to be four thousand dollars. I’m going to need a little more than just your turning the other cheek while I ‘play detective.’”
I hear him growl into the phone. “Fine. What do you want?”
Kennedy starts waving her hands in the air frantically.
“Could you hold, please?” I press my palm against the mouthpiece and hold the phone away from me.
“What?” I hiss at her.
“Tell him he’s an asshole and you deserve some fucking respect!” Kennedy shouts.
Shaking my head at her, I pull my hand away from the mouthpiece and press the phone back against my ear.
“Sorry about that. Where was I? Oh, yes. Well, I’ve decided that you and I will start working together to solve this case and when I find out who did it, you can just give me your fee from the police department,” I inform him.
He barks out a laugh. “When hell freezes over.”
I smile to myself. “Bundle up. We’ll get together this weekend to go over the rest of the information in those e-mails. Have a nice day!”
Ending the call without letting him say another word, I sit there for a few minutes and stare at my phone.
“I still think you should have called him an asshole, but you did good,” Kennedy tells me.
“So, when are you going to meet up with him? Do I get to dress you again?” Paige asks excitedly.
“I have dinner at my parents’ house on Friday night, so it will have to be after that,” I remind them.
Everyone is silent for a few minutes. They know this is the weekend I planned on telling them about my job here and how I wasn’t sure if being a lawyer was what I wanted to do for the rest of my life.
“Well, then, I think you should definitely let Paige dress you,” Kennedy informs me.
Paige jumps up from her chair and practically bounces over to us. “We can find something totally hot and badass for Lorelei and we can get your outfits for your romantic engagement weekend with Griffin while we’re at it!”
Kennedy groans. “Do I really still have to buy new clothes for this?”
I gather my things.
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