Page 13 of Into The Rabbit Hole

“Why can’t we see him? Has he been charged?” her mother asked theofficer.

The officer was a woman with silver-gray hair who looked to be in her earlysixties.

“He’s being questioned at the moment. We don’t allow visitors in the custodysuites.”

Taylor looked at the woman as she explained. At least she was calm and could see the distress theyfelt.

“When can we see him?” Taylorasked.

“I can’t say. I haven’t got thatinformation.”

“Does he have a lawyer?” her motherasked.

The officer nodded. “Yes, the state’s attorney. Mr. Vanderville is representinghim.”

Taylor watched the surprise fill her mother’sface.

It shouldn’t have actually been that much of a surprise, but it was. She’d heard all about what her father had been up to and his plans to be governor. That was the whole reason for the plans for co-ownership ofRunway. The news of Wade’s arrest was all over the news. She knew what that felt like from her own disaster just days ago. But this was different. It was major news and people knew them, knew Wade was Benjamin Vanderville’s son, and, obviously, that he was the state’s attorney. It would be even more astounding when they heard he was representingWade.

As if on cue, the door behind the officer opened and her father came out. His gaze locked on hers and then shifted to Brian with his arm aroundher.

She saw the disappointed look in his eyes and felt guilty for it. There were so many emotions whirling through her brain, but at that moment she felt guilty and she could feel hispain.

“Ben.” Her mother rushed over at him as he came through the reception door to where theywere.

“I can’t talk right now, Regina. I just can’t.” He shook hishead.

“You have to tell us what’s happening.” Her mother cried, tears streaming down hercheeks.

“They’re charging Wade. They’re charging Wade formurder.”