“Well, that’s good, I guess.” I wasn’t sure what else to say.
“You guys were considered royalty to the rest of us. We pretty much worshipped you.”
I’d known that. At the time I’d relished it, took it for granted.
Chloe went on, “That you bothered to speak to me at all made my day. Pamela, Brian, and Reid never acknowledged me. Not once.”
“We were all kind of assholes in high school. Birdy’s probably changed the most. She’s practically a saint.” I pulled down, working my chest.
Chloe snorted, crossing her arms and making her breasts pop out of her top even more. “That’s why she’s in jail for murder, right?”
That sent the hair on the back of my neck on edge. So she knew about Reid. And Birdy. Was she a reporter? “Birdy didn’t kill Reid, Chloe.”
“Sorry. I didn’t mean to offend you.” She pouted.
“Are you a reporter? Because if you are, I don’t know anything.”
“No,” she squealed, then lowered her voice. “Are you fucking kidding? My dad is in banking. If I did anything other than go into banking I’d be disowned.” She sat at the machine next to mine.
I nodded. I could understand where she was coming from. My dad nagged me repeatedly about joining the family business. “What do you know about Birdy and Reid?”
“Only that Reid was murdered and the police think Birdy did it. I also know the DA’s office really wants to nail Birdy.”
“So, what? You’re just a concerned citizen?” I checked to see if there was a way she might be recording our chat so she could post the video on the Internet. It didn’t look like it. There was no way to hide a phone in that outfit.
Chloe stood and tapped me on the nose. “I’m no one.” She walked away.
I debated going after her, finding out what else she knew. But there wasn’t a point. The lawyers could handle it. They probably already knew about Chloe.
“Who was that?”
I froze, glancing up and into the mirror. Katie was there. She looked angry. I stood, happy to see her. “Hey, how’d you find me?”
“I wasn’t looking for you, Griffin.”
“Oh.” That pissed me off.
“That woman. What’s her name?”
“What’s it to you?” I snapped.
“Look, I don’t care if you want to fuck her. It isn’t my business. But I saw that woman with Reid leaving the gym on the night I was eating at Dorvey’s. She might know something.”
I sat back down. “Her name is Chloe Morrell. Her father owns Morrell Banking.”
“Did you happen to get a phone number?”
“No.” I ground my teeth together.
I watched her turn away and then pause. “I thought—” Katie stopped. Touched her fingers to her lips. “I hope you find all the happiness you’re looking for, Griffin.”
I couldn’t speak. You’re my happiness, my mind raged. But I couldn’t say that. I might feel like that now, but what about in thirty days or thirty years? If I chose her over my dreams I’d regret it someday, and I’d grow to despise her. She didn’t deserve that. I knew what scorn looked like, felt like. I wouldn’t do that to her.
How did I tell her that since my mom was killed, I believed I didn’t deserve real happiness? That I thought she was too good for me, better off with someone else? If I explained any of that shit she’d learn the truth, that I loved her. As fucking much as I hated to admit it, it was true. I fucking loved her. “Thanks. You too,” I said through clenched teeth.
I watched her shoulders sag and her reflection walk away.
CHAPTER 6
Katie
Seeing Griffin shook me, brought out feelings I wished I didn’t have but couldn’t deny. I couldn’t focus on them now, though. After three hours of sleep I’d got up and gone to the gym, hoping to find the girl I’d seen with Reid that night through the window.
It’d surprised me to see her talking to Griffin…not that I should’ve been surprised. I ran after her, but she climbed into a cab and took off.
“Damn.”
I took
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