Page 54 of Sweet Revenge

“On it.”

The clacking of Brogan’s keyboard followed Declan to the door, where he paused. “Anything on this Peter guy?”

“Ask your girlfriend,” Brogan replied without looking up from his screen.

“What?”

“Evie was in here earlier, giving me some more info to look up. Not that I found much. Peter Waltzman is locked down tight.”

“Hmm.”

Declan jogged down the stairs to see Evie slipping her purse over her shoulder, keys in hand. “Where are you going?”

She turned slowly, a single eyebrow raised to let him know she didn’t appreciate his tone.

He tried again. “I didn’t know you had plans today.”

“Cait called and invited me to lunch. I didn’t know I had to clear it with the warden first.”

“I only want you to be careful.”

She patted his chest. “I’m always careful. And I’m packing.”

He chuckled as she walked away. Christ, that woman drove him crazy. He scrubbed a hand over his face as he heard her car growl out of the driveway. Maybe getting out of the house would do him some good too. Go for a drive or grab a drink.

Except for Helen’s constant reminders that she had plenty of things for him to sign at the office. Then there was that buyer Finn was trying to line up for their next shipment that he should check in on.

He sighed. There was always work to be done and a roof to keep over everyone’s heads. At least he could ride into the office with the windows down.

ChapterTwenty-Six

“Oh my God, you’re sleeping together.”

Several heads at nearby tables turned at Cait’s declaration.

“Jesus Christ, Caitlin,” Evie hissed, dropping into her chair and smacking her friend’s arm. “I don’t think that was information the entire restaurant needed.”

Cait leaned her elbows on the table, eyes glittering with excitement. “You are, though, aren’t you?”

Evie sighed and cast her eyes to the ceiling. “We are.”

“I knew it!” Cait squealed. “How could you not tell me?” she added, dropping her voice when heads swiveled in their direction again.

Snatching her glass as soon as the waiter filled it with water, Evie took a deep drink. “I haven’t really seen you much.”

Cait’s eyes narrowed. “I live across the street.”

“I don’t know.” Evie waved her hands in the air. “I’m out of practice at the whole friend thing.”

“Well.” Cait dropped her chin into her hand and wiggled her brows. “There’s no time like the present.”

Evie blinked.

“Oh, come on!” Cait protested. “I want details. Is it as good as you remember?”

Evie couldn’t help but grin. “Better.”

Picking up her menu to browse it, Cait chuckled. “I had no doubt. You don’t exactly look well-rested.”