“That’s what I say,” Austin said. They ended up back by Austin’s house, him walking past the bush his sister’s body was at and not looking this time. No reason to stand there and feel ill or shake. He didn’t know why he thought he’d be able to look at it and not react.
“Thanks for the conversation and company,” Rory said.
“Hope you find what you’re looking for, but you might be better taking off and putting it behind you.”
No fucking way.
Not now.
Not after that conversation.
Someone was covering something up in this town and it had more behind it than his sister’s death.
10
HAD WHAT IT TOOK
“Hey, Gale.”
She turned her head as she got out of her car after work on Monday. It was later than she’d thought, but she couldn’t control those things.
It was the price she paid owning her practice and not wanting to turn anyone away. Someday she’d be a little pickier, but for now it was about building her reputation and her pocketbook.
“Rocco. Hi.”
“I got your email last week about someone taking pictures on the property. There’s nothing going on that I’m aware of.”
Rocco Mastroni was a project manager, or something like that, for the condos. When she emailed, she had no idea it was going to him. Unless it went to a general box.
If she had known he’d get it, she would have called instead since she’d talked to him enough being on the grounds.
“It’s all good,” she said. “I ran into Kane last week and he took care of it. Said nothing is going on and it’s most likely someone looking to buy or even a realtor looking to list one.”
Rocco narrowed his eyes in frustration with a touch of annoyance. “I had no idea he was taking care of it. I wouldn’t have bothered you then.”
“I thought nothing of it. I figured he would have let you know.”
Considering Kane McGregor was taking over the business someday and from what she’d heard was all but running it now, that’d be on him not to inform his employees what he was doing.
“No,” Rocco said. “He rarely does.”
Another look. This time one that said maybe Rocco didn’t care so much for the way his boss ran things.
Not her problem.
Was Kane a conceited prick in her eyes? Yep. She’d always thought that, but he wasn’t a dick to her, just what she’d witnessed or heard from others.
Like Kane had a wandering eye.
She didn’t need to be told what she could see for herself whenever Kane was close by and innocently flirted with her in his guise of being friendly.
Her momma didn’t raise no fool and neither did her brothers.
“You should take that up with your boss,” she said, laughing.
Rocco tilted his head side to side as if stretching it while he thought. “Yeah, I’ll do that. He’ll just laugh at me.”
She smiled. “Sorry about that. I’m sure it slipped his mind.”
