I’d learned over the last few months about how Zach had been given more responsibility, mostly to do with sales for the winery.
In some ways, it’d help mature him a little. He and his twin had been mischief-makers as kids, and from everything I’d heard around town, Zach still was, even in his late twenties. At least until the last six months or so, when he’d focused onhelping to grow the winery’s revenue while Beck handled the day-to-day operations.
Zach opened his mouth, as if to say more, but Abby beat him to it. “That sounds amazing, Zach. Out of all of us, you take after Dad the most when it comes to charming strangers.”
He rubbed the back of his neck. “Maybe.” He dropped his arm. “But we’ll see if it happens this year or if I have to wait until next year. Because there’s no way I’m leaving when you need me, Abby.”
She hugged her brother and released him. “You’re sweet sometimes, Zach. But you should go, no matter what.”
He frowned. “No. I can’t bolt and abandon you.” He lowered his voice. “You, me, and Zach were always there for each other as kids, and that’s not going to change now.”
She replied, “As the three youngest, we kind of had to band together after dad’s death. But it’s okay for you to go this year, Zach. Because if it came to it, you’d come home in a pinch, wouldn’t you?”
“Of course. Why would you even ask me that?”
“So you’ll promise me that you’ll go this year?”
Zach searched her gaze. “If you want me to.”
Abby nodded. “I do.”
“Well, okay then. But that only motivates me to deal with your ex as soon as possible.”
Nolan’s voice came from behind him. “And I might have some information that can help us on that front.”
I met the middle Wolfe brother’s gaze, and he nodded. Ah. So his contacts had finally found some dirt, then.
Nolan had been quieter when younger, and I hadn’t known him as well as Beck and West. But over the last few days, we’d texted information and devised some strategies.
Behind his quiet self, there was a determined, protective older brother, willing to do whatever it took to help his sister.
Nolan hugged Abby and then said, “Only if you want to hear what I learned, Abby. It may help you in the long run, but it might hurt you a little to hear it.”
Abby straightened. “I can handle it.”
“Then come into the living room. Aunt Lori, Beck, Sabrina, and Katie are busy in the kitchen with the kids. We should have just enough time to talk before dinner.”
They walked down the hall and entered the living room, leaving me alone with Abby. I hugged her close and whispered, “Are you sure you want to deal with this right now?”
“Yes. Because it’s not just me the bastard’s actions are affecting, but my family as well. The sooner we find a way to handle him, the better.”
I cupped her cheek and searched her gaze. I asked softly, “And are you truly okay with Zach leaving?”
“Yes, I think so. It’s different this time—he should be back. And…”
“And, what?”
She glanced off to the side. “You’re here.”
My heart swelled at her words, and I gently made her look at me again. “Yes, I am. Always.”
I half-expected her to question me. But she merely kissed me quickly and tugged me into the living room.
Chapter Thirty-Four
Abby
Unknown Number #1:Watch your back, bitch.