“Someone who doesn’t want to be recognized.” Laurel glanced at me.
“This woman was so careful, I can’t even run her face through facial recognition,” Morgan said.
“Find out who she is,” I said, glancing at my watch.
Parker opened the door and stuck his head in. “Bro, we have that deposition in conference room two.”
“I’m coming. I’ll talk to you two later.” I walked out of the office.
After the deposition, Melinda stopped me before I walked into my office.
“Mr. Bennett is in your office,” she said.
I walked into my office and extended my hand.
“Thomas, it’s good to see you.” I smiled.
“Good to see you too, Julian.”
“What brings you by?” I took off my suit coat and sat behind my desk.
“I want to thank you for getting Georgina out on bail, but I need to know that you’re doing everything in your power to get the charges dismissed.”
“Of course I am.”
“She didn’t murder Derek. My little girl isn’t capable of doing such a thing.”
“I know she’s not, Thomas. We’ll prove her innocence.”
“That’s what I want to hear. I’m paying you top dollar to keep her out of prison.” He stood from his chair and left my office.
“Melinda!” I shouted.
“Yes, Julian?”
“Tell Laurel I need to see her.”
A few moments later, Laurel stepped into my office.
“You wanted to see me?”
“Dinner tonight at my house.”
“Excuse me?” Her brow arched.
“Dinner tonight at my house. I’m cooking. We need to review our case strategy, and since your girls aren’t around, tonight is the perfect night. I’ll text you my address.”
“You cook?”
“Yes. I do.” I smiled. “I know most women get turned on when they find out a man can cook. Are you turned on, Laurel?”
She threw her head back and laughed. “Not in the least. What time?”
“Six-thirty.” My brows furrowed.
“Okay. Is there anything I can bring?”
“Yeah. Maybe a better attitude?”