“Simon, Holt, Atticus, and Archer.”
“Not Evan?”Baz asked.
Brantley shook his head.“Not yet.I don’t want anyone to get their hopes up.And I damn sure don’t want it makin’ its way to my family before we have some answers.”
JJ looked at Baz.“We’ll keep it quiet.”
Baz nodded.
“How’re the babies?”Reese asked, quickly changing the subject.
JJ smiled.“They’re doin’ good.”
“Better than good,” Baz added.“They’ve said they may go home on Tuesday or Wednesday.”
“That’s great news,” Brantley said, getting to his feet.
“I know.”JJ stood, grinning from ear to ear.“I can’t wait.”
Figuring he’d better contribute to earn some social points, Brantley asked, “You got names for ’em yet?”
JJ looked at Baz and smiled.“Yeah.”
“And they would be…?”Good grief.He was pretty sure pulling teeth was easier.
“Naomi and Noah.”
“Beautiful names,” Reese stated.
Brantley winked at JJ.“What he said.And with that, we’ll get outta your hair.Like I said, we’re headin’ up to Dallas in a bit, but we’ll keep you updated.”
“And we’ll look into the doctor,” JJ added.“See what dirt we can find.”
“He might not know anything,” Reese said.
JJ cocked an eyebrow.“I wouldn’t bet on that.”
Brantley had to agree with JJ.If there was even a remote possibility that Kylie was alive, someone, somewhere, had manipulated things to make her death appear real.And the first place to look would be at the source.
Travis looked up from his computer whenGage walked into his home office.
“Where are the kids?”Gage asked, his hair still wet from his shower.
“My parents picked them up.”
“They goin’ somewhere?”
He shook his head.“They’re just gonna hang out at the house for a couple of hours.I didn’t want them to be here for this conversation.”
Gage’s eyes narrowed as he eased into the chair across from Travis’s desk.“What conversation?”
For the past hour, Travis had been tossing around the idea of telling Gage about Brantley’s ludicrous theory.He hadn’t come up with any sure-fire ways of delivering the news without pissing the man off.That was generally what happened when Travis opted to go in a direction Gage would disapprove of.This was likely one of those times, and since it was inevitable that Gage would get upset, he figured he should just come out with it.
“Promise me somethin’,” he said.
“What?”
“That you won’t get mad and you won’t overreact.”
