She snorted.
“Be glad I’m a human hoarder. If I wasn’t, it would be lonely in our bed, and we have fun but not nearly as much fun as we have.”
He laughed.
That they did.
“She told me I’d name him after her. Kennedy James. So, if you find a male child, that’s the name. I’m not pissing my mom off by not listening.”
She understood that.
Honestly, Kennedy was a cute kid name.
“And what did she say about Wyler?” she asked, curiously. Since he opened the door, she was going through it.
He was honest.
“To give him a break, and that she hurt him just as much as he hurt her. So, I’m going to listen to her. She never lied to me as a child, and I trust her judgment.”
She was glad.
Ethan needed someone to help him work through this. She was a bad choice because she had allegiance to both sides. Wyler had only ever loved her, so she didn’t know how to be anti-Wyler.
“I know you’ll make the right choice,” she admitted. “I know the man you are inside.”
Yeah, so did he.
And he questioned himself a lot.
When her phone beeped on her desk, reminding her she had a call, Elizabeth had to focus.
“Buckle up because this call is about to be wild. Hold your thoughts because I have a mess to handle. We can continue talking about Wyler in a bit if you’d like.”
He was honest.
“I think I’m good. Handle your call,” he said as he sat, and listened.
Elizabeth answered the call, and put it on speaker.
“Hey, Ax. What’s happening?” she asked.
The woman was curious.
“Are you in the office? I called your phone, and you didn’t answer.”
She was honest.
“I was doing my walkthrough of the department, and I left my phone on the desk in here. But yeah, I’m in my office now. What’s going on?” she asked.
The woman was to the point.
“A homicide captain a town one over from you inHolladaycalled the FBI dispatch like asking for help. Apparently, they have a mess there.”
Elizabeth was making notes.
“What kind of a mess?” she asked.
Axelle went there.
