She leaned over and kissed his cheek. “Love you too.”
“Yeah, yeah.”
She climbed down from the Jeep and closed the door. She took two steps before he called out, “I love you too.”
She turned and beamed at him. “I know you do.” She blew him a kiss and then squealed when Gray pulled her into his arms.
She was laughing when Mo drove away.
He was so thankful for the women in his life who loved him and whom he loved in return. But somehow, platonic sibling love left him feeling more hollow than he’d been in a long time.
He shook himself from his melancholy thoughts and called Cal to fill him in on his new plans.
Twenty minutes later, he was at his desk. It was time to do a deeper dive into William Pierce.
He hadn’t shared what he knew about the man before because he’d been undecided about what he should or shouldn’t say. He was sure William would assume Mo had somehow hacked into his finances, but the truth was that the tidbit of information he had on William had come about the old-fashioned way. He’d seen him, followed him, and documented what he saw.
Last winter, Mo had watched as William Pierce sat at a hotel bar with a much younger woman, who was not his wife, and after several drinks, the two headed up to a room.
He had no proof that anything inappropriate had happened. He didn’t know who the woman was or why William had met her there. His dig at the man when they met at The Haven thismorning had been a risk, but based on William’s reaction, he was guilty of something.
And Mo was about to find out what.
It didn’t take long, and as had happened far too many times in the past, he wished he hadn’t.
The woman was the daughter of another resort manager, which begged the question, Was it a sordid affair? Business espionage on his part or hers or both? Something else entirely?
Mo hadn’t found anything conclusive when Meredith called him at lunchtime. Her last patient of the day had a stomach bug and had cancelled, so she was headed back to The Haven earlier than planned.
“I’ll be there by one.”
“Great. See you then.”
He grabbed a protein shake, took a five-minute cold shower, dressed, and was parked outside Bronwyn’s office at 12:55 p.m. He sat in his Jeep and waited for Meredith. There was no point in going inside. It wasn’t like Bronwyn would talk to him.
And he didn’t blame her. Not with listening devices in the office. Now wasn’t the time.
But soon. She was going to cave soon.
Meredith arrived two minutes later, and they walked inside together.
“Mr. Quinn. Dr. Quinn.” Bronwyn’s assistant, June, gave them a cheery smile. “Ms. Pierce mentioned that you were coming by this afternoon. She’s in a meeting at the moment. Could I bring you some water? Coffee? Tea?”
“No, thank you.” Mo smiled at her, then took a seat on the small sofa. Meredith joined him. They didn’t speak, but Mo knew what his sister was thinking.
Bronwyn hadn’t had a meeting on her calendar. She was supposed to be with Landry all morning.
So who was in her office now?
The answer came ten minutes later. The office door opened and out walked a curvy brunette who spent so much time in the spotlight that even someone as intentionally out of touch as Mo recognized her. “Darling, you’re the best. The absolute best.” She and Bronwyn did that hug-and-kiss thing where they kissed the air on either side of their faces. He’d never understood the point of it.
Bronwyn’s smile was ... off. On the one hand, Mo was sure she genuinely liked the woman who sashayed by him. On the other hand, she wasn’t happy that this person had been in her office.
Bronwyn waved them in and closed the door behind her. She pulled out her phone. “Excuse me for a moment. I need to send this and then we can start talking.”
Meredith didn’t miss a beat. “Mo, why don’t you help me move a few of these pictures? I told Beep we’d paint some swatches on the walls where we can cover them easily.”
Mo removed several photographs before reaching the frame he most wanted out of the room. “Where should we put this one?”
