Page 48 of Cause of Action

“That Tony guy you worked for back in Seattle never told you his partner’s name?”

“No. He referred to him as his ‘ex-partner.’ When I’d ask him his name, he’d tell me that it didn’t matter and that they lost touch when he moved to Seattle. But he was becoming suspicious of me, so I bounced.”

“I want you to listen to me. You are to stay away from that man. He’s dangerous, and the last thing I need is to defend you when you’re charged with first-degree murder.”

I rolled my eyes.

“Don’t roll your eyes at me. I mean it, Morgan.”

On the drive to his mother’s house, I stared out the window and considered my options. After this case was solved, I was going back to New York. But now, I would stayuntil I figured out what I would do with FBI Agent Colin Weathers.

“Are you okay?” Roman glanced at me.

“I’m fine.”

He pulled into the driveway of his mother’s home. Climbing out, we stepped onto the porch, and he opened the door.

“Mom?” he shouted.

“Roman, sweetheart.” She walked into the foyer and hugged him.

“Hi, Mom. I’d like you to meet Morgan Ashley. She’s a private investigator from New York who is helping me with a case. Morgan, this is my mother, Katherine Mallory.”

“It’s so nice to meet you, Morgan.” She hugged her.

“It’s nice to meet you too.”

“Come on in, you two, and make yourselves comfortable. Your brothers aren’t here yet. I need to check on the roast. I’ll be right back.”

I sat on the living room couch while Roman poured me a drink.

“Gin and tonic. Light on the tonic.” I smirked.

“Coming right up.” He winked.

The front door opened, and two women walked in.

“Roman, darling.” One of the women smiled and hugged him.

“Hi, Mom.”

Instantly, my brows furrowed.

“Roman, you’re never the first to arrive.” The other woman hugged him.

“I guess there’s a first for everything, Mom.”

Again, my brows furrowed. Why was he calling these women “Mom”?

The door opened again, and Julian and Parker stepped in.

“Hey, Mom,” they both said, hugging each woman.

“What is going on?” I whispered to Roman as he handed me my drink.

“Roman, who is this?” one of the women asked.

“Morgan, I’d like you to meet our other two mothers. This is Calista Turner, Julian’s birth mother. And this is Pippa Parsons, Parker’s birth mother.”

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