“No, we don’t. But need I remind you thatyoushouldn’t know that.”
Right. He shouldn’t.
She smiled. “Wes has told me all about your task force, Mr. Walker. You do good work. But this isn’t a case you need to concern yourself with.”
“Easier said than done,” he told her.
“I’m sure you can find something else to occupy your time,” she said, flashing a smile.
“There’s a baby shower comin’ sooner than we thought,” Reese noted.
Brantley frowned at him. Whose side was he on?
Wes grinned, and it altered his entire face. “I’m gonna be a papa times two.”
Evidently, Baz had told him the good news. Then again, they had a close relationship, so Baz likely called Wes as soon as they found out.
Janice smiled at Wes. “Congratulations.” She turned back to Brantley. “And I hear you’re getting married in less than a month. Maybe you could focus on that.”
Brantley didn’t bother telling her that JJ was the one handling all the arrangements, and until Baz was cleared of this, he doubted she would be capable of focusing on anything other than clearing his name.
Then again, he could be wrong. JJ and Baz were having twins, which meant they had more than work to keep them busy.
“We’ll steer clear of it,” Reese assured her.
“Thank you.” Janice turned to Wes. “Perhaps we could have dinner soon.”
“I’d like that.” He took her hand and held it between both of his. “Thank you.”
“Don’t thank me yet. You haven’t gotten my bill.”
“You good?” Brantley asked Baz while his father and the lawyer said their goodbyes.
Baz inhaled slowly and released it. “I will be.”
“We’re headin’ to the hospital if you’d like a ride.”
Baz frowned. “What?”
Well, hell. Brantley thought for sure Wes would’ve given Baz a heads-up.
“She’s okay,” Reese said quickly. “I just got a text from Slade. JJ’s fine. They’re monitorin’ her. Might keep her overnight since she passed out.”
“Son of a bitch.” Baz spun around to his father.
“I’ll drive,” Wes told him, obviously realizing Brantley had spilled the beans.
In his defense, he hadn’t realized it was a secret. Then again, he should’ve known, considering how calm Baz had been when they walked out.
“Now, Dad,” Baz said, gesturing toward the parking lot.
“We’ll meet you there,” Brantley told them.
As expected, Baz didn’t stick around to chitchat.
“I’d like to stop by the house first,” Reese said. “Get Tesha.”
“We can do that.”
