Page 67 of A Billionaire Dom

Still no anger. This was going better than I’d thought it would.

“There’s more to it than that,” I said. “I picked Heidi’s case and started digging.”

I walked over to the wall and began indicating each point of the case as I explained it.

“Heidi’s husband, Mark, accused your grandfather of having an affair with Heidi. Mark had also been fired from Holden Enterprises. That made Jude his least favorite person. Mark came after Jude and ended up in jail for vandalism and assault. Veronica DuPont, a neighbor, saw Heidi the day after Mark’s arrest. She was the last person to see Heidi.”

Davin tapped on one of my notes. “But because Mark was in jail, he wasn’t really much of a suspect.”

“Correct, and when he got out, Mark insisted that your grandad did something to Heidi.”

Davin ran a hand down his face. “Linsey, I know my grandfather is far from perfect, but I think that’s a bit extreme.”

I held up a hand. “I don’t deal in rumors without support. I dug into things. Looked for connections between Jude and Heidi.”

“And?”

“And I found that.” I tapped on the information I’d spent the weekend compiling.

I waited, letting him read without any commentary. I thought the evidence was clear about what had happened and Jude’s role in it, but I needed to see if Davin saw it too. I wanted his opinion about where things with this case went from here.

He sank down on the edge of my bed. “Wow.”

“My thought exactly.”

He looked up at me. “We need to go talk to my grandfather. He needs a chance to explain himself.”

I nodded in agreement. “But first, we need showers.”

* * *

It had been temptingto shower together and linger, but we’d both agreed that closing the Heidi Titan case was more important, even if the information didn’t end up going any further than the Holden family and me. Davin and I needed to get it in the past if we were going to move forward. And I really wanted to move forward.

I tried not to be nervous as Davin and I walked up to the front door of the Holden’s family home. I must not have been doing a good job of it because, as we started up the steps, he reached for my hand and gave it a squeeze.

We were in this together.

A pretty woman with long, dark brown hair opened the door, not bothering to conceal the surprise on her face. “Davin. You’re not at work. Is something wrong?”

He shook his head. “I just need to talk to Grandad.” He glanced at me. “Weneed to talk to Grandad.”

The woman’s eyes slid over to me, and then her eyebrows shot up. Surprise wasn’t a strong enough word for the expression on her face. It was more like shock. The lack of hostility and arrogance, however, made me think it was more about Davin bringing a woman to meet family than it was about my appearance.

“Hi.” I gave her a half-smile. “I’m Linsey.”

“I’m Cynthia.” She smiled, the warmth of it reaching her eyes and putting me at ease. “Come in. Jude’s in the library.”

I couldn’t help but stare at everything around me as Davin and I followed her into the house. Massive didn’t even begin to describe it. Everything was of the best quality. And yet, it somehow managed to be homey rather than ostentatious.

When we reached a T, she stopped. “If you need me, I’ll be in the kitchen, attempting to make a pineapple upside-down cake for Moira.” She gave Davin and I both another smile before turning to the left.

Davin turned to the right, and I followed. I couldn’t imagine living in a place this huge. Even with kids, it just seemed like so much space. But when we stepped into a library bigger than the one from my hometown, I had to admit that one of these would be nice.

“Davin, what are you doing here?” An older man with silver hair and Davin’s clear blue eyes came over. “Is everything okay?”

“Sort of.” Davin pulled me closer. “Grandad, this is Linsey Keller. Linsey, my grandfather, Jude Holden.”

I held out a hand, unsure ifnice to meet youwas appropriate considering why Davin and I were here.

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