I’d been impressed by their connection.And by her making that brave decision.
As we watch, Cole and Caylee step out of the building.She looks stupidly happy that her brother turned up to take her for lunch.She stops and takes a selfie, and I’m pretty sure I just saw Cole roll his eyes.
Aidan snorts again, drops some of his lettuce, curses and then shoves it in his mouth.
So much for the perfect sandwich.
As they round the corner and disappear, my chest tightens.
Spending the weekend with Caylee was amazing.I loved having her at my place.Seeing how impressed she was by it pleased me way too much.
Cassy exits the bookstore.
Gone are her usual high heels, tight black pants and stylish tops.Today she’s in a shift dress, flat shoes and blazer, her hair tied up in some twisted style.
She tucks a handbag under her arm and enters the Thornton Dental building.
“Nobody takes their fucking eyes off this building,” Josh says in our earpieces.“That includes the roof.”
Aidan and I share a look.
“Got a drone in position, boss,” Thomas says through the device.
Shit, I didn’t know about that.
“Now we know why he agreed to let Cassy do this.”Aidan lets out a dry laugh.“He’s got this place surrounded like we’re doing a fucking terrorist extraction.”
I laugh.
But it’s halfhearted because Brad might not be a terrorist, but he’sterrorizinginnocent children, and the number of kids harmed well exceeds any terrorist attack in history.
That’s a fucking fact.
People just don’t want to look at the truth of this horrendous and thriving industry, and that’showit continues to succeed.
I might not know Cassy well, but it’s admirable of her to pose as a mom seeking information about braces for her teenage daughter.While there, she’s going to plant a couple of cameras.
It’s no mean feat.
She might fail.
She booked the appointment earlier in the week, stating she only had a small opening in her calendar and then had modeling lessons for her daughter after school.
A nice touch, I thought.
If Bradisa pedophile or a pimp, that would be like candy to him.
It worked, and she got the noon appointment.
Now we wait.
And listen.
Cassy has a hidden recording device on her.We wait for Thomas to connect us.There’s a small crackle, and then we hear voices and footsteps.
“Mrs.Hemsworth, welcome,” Brad greets her.
“Stupid name,” Josh mumbles as Aidan silently chuckles next to me.
