Vincent, as he came running up to him. “The trial, remember? None of us can leave town, including Angelique. We’re going to have to wait for our answers. I want them as much as you do, Bro, but we’re going to have to go about it the right way.”
Tyler looked at his brother’s wet face, and let his body slide down the wall. Sorrow overtook him and he sobbed like he hadn’t done since he was a child. Tyler felt Vincent’s strong arms around him. Nearly two decades of grief washed over the brothers.
Chapter 3
W hen Vincent saw Carrie coming down the hall towards them, he let go of Tyler and wiped his eyes. He watched her slow her pace when she looked at him and his brother. He opened his office door, and she followed him inside.
“What happened?” she asked with concern.
“I initially called you to see if you’d be willing to keep an eye on Angelique Barns. She beat us to the punch, though, and came here on her own. We just got done meeting with her.” Vincent tried to smile but he failed.
“Is she still here?” Carrie quickly asked.
“I don’t know. I left the office, with Tyler, before she did. To be honest, I don’t think I can even look at that woman anymore today. We wanted to talk to her, so we could find out where my father, Sebastian Montclair, is hiding. I’d like to punch the guy. Tyler, I’m afraid, will kill him.” Vincent walked to the window.
“It’s best if you all stay away from her—” she began.
“ I know this, but trying to get Tyler to listen to reason is a whole different ballgame.” Vincent turned around and looked at Carrie. “Angelique was a witness to the shooting, and I think it was a big mistake for us to talk to her. The moment she showed up in this building, I should have had security turn her away.”
“You’ll find out soon enough if she goes to Knowles. As far as following her, I’m not a private investigator.” Carrie smiled at him, but her eyes were still full of concern. “Are you sure you’re going to be okay?”
“Yeah, I’ll be fine. I’m glad I got to see you before you left town.” His smile was about as convincing as hers.
“Do you ever get up to Lyons?” Carrie asked as she turned towards the door.
“No, but maybe we can meet halfway sometime. I still want to go on that coffee date with you,” he let out a small laugh.
“I’ll see you, Vincent. Take care of yourself.” She stopped and gave him a casual hug. “Halfway it is.”
Vincent watched her walk down the hall. Tyler wasn’t sitting on the floor anymore, so he worried that his brother had left the building. He quickly walked to Tyler’s office. As he opened the door, relief flooded through him. Everyone was still in the room, except for Angelique. Vincent was glad to see the woman had left. Tyler was sitting on the sofa with Renee and Brian at his sides. Sean and Jacob were engaged in a quiet conversation, while Emma poured the group some coffee.
Everyone but Tyler looked up at Vincent when he walked in. “Guys, we have to be at court in the morning for closing arguments, so I don’t think it’s a great idea for us to be drinking coffee at this hour. Go home and relax. With everything that’s happened today, we could all use a good night’s sleep.”
“You’re right, Vinnie,” agreed Sean.
“Let’s go, Honey.” Jacob took hold of Emma’s hand and left the office.
Tyler remained seated, still in deep thought. The look of anger and devastation on his face was frightening Vincent. It wasn’t easy to look at the man, who’d managed to stay calm and collected most of the time, so visibly shaken.
“Renee, could you help me with something real quick?” asked Vincent, without taking his eyes off of Tyler.
Once they were out in the hall, Vincent turned her to face him. He kept his voice at a whisper. “Don’t let him out of your sight, Renee. If he walks out of the house, even if it’s just to get the paper, you call me, regardless of the
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