Seamus holds his hand palm out.“Calm your shit, Ballard.He hired her before she bought her father’s cabin and was the one who made Orson look into Royce.”
Ballard snorts.“Yeah, right.You’re telling me she ratted out her own father?Why?And mostly, about what part?”
“That’s something I don’t know.”Seamus shrugs.“Orson couldn’t give me any details due to the investigation.He only mentioned she applied for the position a few months ago, way before this shit started.She probably bought the cabin due to her new job since she’s moving here from New York where she was a homicide detective.”
“Great, as if things couldn’t get more complicated,” Elodie mutters, voicing my exact thoughts.
CHAPTER NINE
–ELODIE –
“We need to find out about this chick.Royce could have been planning this for fuck knows how long.His daughter could have been part of his plan from the start,” Ballard grits.
“Or we could give her a chance,” Jaxie signs.
Ballard and Murray are the only ones in the room who don’t know ASL.
I’m about to translate when Ballard replies, “No, we can’t give her a chance, Jaxie.Once we lay out all our cards they could hang us out to dry if Royce has any influence on Orson.”
“Motherfucker,” Murray grumbles.“You learned ASL these past few weeks?Fucking hell, why did you do that?Now I have to learn it too, because I can’t be the only one who doesn’t understand Jaxie.Not when she’s Seamus’s wife, and my woman’s best friend.Dammit, Ballard.I don’t have your brain skills to learn new shit in the blink of an eye like you do.”
Ballard shrugs.“I had enough time on my hands these past few weeks when I was staking out this place in case Nolan showed up.”He turns to Jaxie.“Don’t expect me to sign to talk to you.I might be able to pick up on enough words when you’re talking, but using ASL myself is harder.”
Jaxie signs, “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome,” Ballard grumbles.
I step closer to Murray and whisper, “No worries, I’ll teach you.”
His gaze lands on me and I can see the shift in his eyes as they start to fill with lust.The place between my legs starts to tingle with anticipation.Murray has the ability to hit me with a load of desire with a mere look.
His voice is husky and filled with promise when he murmurs, “The way I’ve been teaching you.”
My breathing picks up and I step closer to hum, “Uh huh.”
“Fuck it,” Ballard snaps, breaking the heated desire between Murray and me.