plate with the omelet and threw it against the wall. He hadn’t felt this anger in eleven years. There was nothing more to say to his brothers, not when he was this infuriated.
He stormed out to clear his head and try to figure out who was after his family. And just why they had waited eleven years to finish what they started.
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Olivia was so startled by the sound of her cell phone ringing that she fell off the couch. She grappled for the phone that had fallen with her, and hastily answered before she looked at the caller ID.
“You sound groggy. Did I wake you?” Ava Ledet asked.
Olivia leaned against the cushion and laughed. “Actually, you did. I didn’t sleep much last night, and I thought to just lay down and chill.”
“I guess you were sleepier than you realized.”
“Obviously.” Olivia climbed back on the couch and tried to push aside the butterflies wrecking havoc in her stomach. “I didn’t expect to hear from you so soon.”
Ava covered the phone as she spoke to someone else. “Sorry. My assistant had a question. Yeah, nothing to worry about. I wanted to check in and see how you were doing.”
“That’s not what attorneys normally do, is it?”
Ava chuckled, the sound rich and seductive. “No, but then I don’t consider myself a normal attorney. You were a wreck the last time I saw you.”
“Wow. Thanks for putting it so mildly.” It was no wonder Olivia liked Ava so well. The woman put it all out there, but in a way that you adored her for it.
“I’m not one of those women who have lots of girl friends. Well, to be honest, I don’t really have any. I’m more of a loner, which works well with being a workaholic. It’s weird, but as soon as you walked into my office I felt as if I’ve known you my whole life. As if we had always been friends.”
Olivia smiled as she leaned her head back against the cushion. “I felt the same. I had a lot of friends at one time, and yet the more we talked, the more I realized none of those women had really been a friend.”
“Great. So now you don’t think I’m some kind of freak or anything.”
“I broke down in your office, Ava. I let some butt lick sway me so that he committed a crime and framed me. I’m the freak.”
Ava made a sound through the phone. “Not even close, hon. I do have some news about Calvin.”
That made Olivia sit up straighter. “What?”
“You know your company had cameras all over, right? Well, I got a court order to obtain the video for the times that the computer says you were stealing the funds.”
Olivia rubbed her eyes. “Why didn’t the company do that when I said it was Calvin?”
“I think that’s exactly what they were doing when I arrived today with the order. I’m still waiting to get the footage from them. They have until five. Oh, and look. That’s just five minutes from now.” There was a commotion through the phone. “Gotta go. I’ll call you as soon as I know something.”
The phone went dead before Olivia could respond. She set down her phone ran her hands through her hair. It had come loose from the ponytail.
With a yawn, she rose and walked to the bathroom where she stared at herself in the mirror. There was nothing special about her black hair, black eyes, and dark skin so common in the Cajun culture. At just five foot two, she was on the short side, and top heavy.
Her only redeeming feature was that her eyelashes were long and lush. At least she didn’t have to get extensions like so many of her co-workers.
“As if that matters now,” she muttered.
She pulled out her ponytail and let her hair fall down to the middle of her back. With a huff, she blew the long, slanted bangs out of her eyes.
Maybe she should go out with Sean. It might be good to move on with her life as her grandmother said. At the thought of her grandmother, she realized she had been gone all day.
Olivia walked back into the living room and looked through a window. Her grandmother’s truck
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