“Yep. He’s been known to date them in pairs.”
The man she loved was smart. He had nothing to say to that.
“Why would the brothers want someone looking after their sister?”
JJ turned to the keyboard and typed. “If I had to guess, they want to keep an eye on this guy.”
“Lawson Nova?”
She peered up at him. “You know him?”
Baz chuckled. “Well, no. But he’s a football player, so I knowofhim.”
“He’s also Saoirse’s fiancé as of a few months ago. They’re supposed to get married in ten days.”
“Anything to say their relationship’s not solid?” the sexy detective asked as he perched on the edge of her desk.
“You mean, aside from the fact they just met and got engaged?”
Baz’s eyebrows rose. “There’s no time limit on love. When you know, you know.”
Right. He might believe that, but JJ wasn’t of the same mind. And when it came to rich people, she was pretty sure they should have a time limit. A required one. Something that forced them to get to know each other versus hyping things up for the cameras and riding the wave of pheromones and lust right to the altar. It rarely seemed to end well.
“Fine,” she conceded. “And to answer, yes, I turned up a few things that raised red flags for me.”
“Like?”
“For starters, there are very few factual details of their relationship. Most of what’s on the internet are fan pics. Even a few videos.” She figured letting him see for himself made more sense, so she pulled up one and clicked play.
“You crazy bitch!” Lawson shouted, his hand raised as he stood over Saoirse.
JJ hit the pause button.
“Looks like they’re at a club,” she told Baz.
“Tell me he doesn’t hit her,” Baz seethed.
“No. He doesn’t, but the rest of the video is much of the same. Him hollerin’ at her. You can’t make out anythingshesays, but from her expression, she’s as pissed as he is. By the end, they’re sucking face like they’ve been apart for a year. Besides those videos and a few photos taken shortly after they announced the engagement, there aren’t many of them together. Considering how much they’re photographed individually, that feels off to me.”
“Off?” Baz crossed his arms over his chest. “How so?”
“They’re both glory hounds, from what I can tell. The news of their engagement broke, and for the two weeks after that, they were everywhere. Then suddenly, they’re out of the limelight as a couple? I’m not buyin’ it.”
“Maybe they broke up,” Baz mused.
“I don’t think so. That video was taken last Friday.”
“Was Deck in the video?”
JJ shook her head. “Not that I could tell. And I haven’t seen a glimpse of him in any photos I’ve come across. If he’s keepin’ an eye on her, he’s doin’ it from a distance.”
She turned back to the screen and stared at the frozen image of Saoirse. The way she was looking up at Lawson … it felt off to her.
“It’s something in her eyes,” she mumbled.
“Meaning?”
She shrugged. “It could be my imagination, Baz. Seriously. I don’t trust my instincts right now, so I can’t be sure.”
