Mick’s mind stopped on that thought, and his creativity started churning in a different direction. During those years he’d worked with his father, Mick had heard rumors that the old man had been responsible for someone’s death. At the time, Mick hadn’t thought too much about it, thinking those people were just jealous of his father. Now Mick seriously had doubts. Was Carl Remington really capable of murder?
“Sweetheart,” he kissed the top of her head, “I think I have a plan.”
She sucked in a quick breath as she pulled away. “Seriously? Already?”
“And I need to hire the best private detective I can find.”
Her eyes widened. “Youareserious.”
He nodded. “I’ve always known my father to be a ruthless man, and it’s now time to see just how brutal he’s been in his life. And yes, enough to kill someone. If it’s the last thing I do, I’ll see him locked away in prison for the rest of his life.”
NINETEEN
Mick wouldn’t let Nicoleout of his sight, although she insisted that he not come in her bedroom last night. He grinned. Cuddling with her was a great temptation, which was why he’d slept on the couch. The next morning once they were both up and dressed, he drove her to work.
As he sat in her grandfather’s office, Mick’s mind spun with ideas. He hadn’t slept well, mostly because of memories resurfacing of when he’d worked with his father. Mick had always known his father was deceitful, but he’d never known the extent of it. But two deals they’d worked on together several years ago had popped into Mick’s mind and he couldn’t let it go.
Mick had kept his notes from when he’d worked on the Steele Construction case. What bothered him about this takeover was that he couldn’t find any reason why Steele Construction had fallen on hard times in the first place. They were a thriving company in Montana, and yet, his father had scoped the company out for a few months before swooping in and pouncing on them like an eagle capturing its prey.
A knock on the door pulled Mick out of his thoughts. “Come in.”
Nicole entered the gloomy room, and immediately, everything brightened. Mick’s heart melted as his gaze swept over her. Today she wore a light gray dress trimmed with black lace. The dress gave him a peek at her cute knees.
“Hey.” She closed the door and leaned against it as she stared at him. “I thought you’d want to take a break.”
“As much as that sounds refreshing right now,” he relaxed in his chair, “I think I’m onto something.”
She walked around the desk and stopped beside him, bending over slightly as she rested her palms on the desk so that she could look at his computer.
“What have you found?” she asked.
Mick couldn’t stop his gaze from roaming over her fine – and tempting – curves. “I’m remembering a case I worked on with my father a few years ago. I’d never felt right about it, and now I know exactly how corrupt he is, I’m eager to dig deeper into this case to see what I can find.”
She stared at the computer screen for a few more seconds. “Steele Construction?” She glanced at him. “Your father took over this company?”
“Yes.”
