Page 75 of Unraveling the Truth About Love
“Savannah says you’re the best. I trust my sister’s judgment. I’ll pay whatever it takes to get this misery over with as fast as possible. Just do something so you don’t look so muchlike a PI.” Josh smiled.
Reggie looked down at his jeans and T-shirt and smiled. “Shall I wear an Armani suit?”
“I was kidding,” Josh said. “I’m heading to the office now.”
Reggie tossed a folder toward Josh. “I’ll need you to complete these forms, and I’ll be right behind you,” Reggie said.
Josh called Claudia from the car.
“Yes, Mr. B.?” she said.
The sound of her too-perky-for-the-situationvoice addled his nerves. “I’m sending Jay to pick up your key to the office.”
“What? Why?” Claudia snapped.
“Because you’re on administrative leave, and all employees on administrative leave lose their free-office privileges. He’ll be there within the hour. And, Claudia, I need your password.”
She sighed. “Fine. It’swinners take all, all one word, no caps.”
The next call he made was to Riley.When her voicemail picked up, he left a message. “Hey, babe, just wanted to be sure you arrived safely. Call me when you get a second. I’ve met with the PI and I think we’re in good hands.” He ended the call and hoped he was making the right choice by hiring the PI—and putting his career on the line by supporting Riley.
When his phone rang, the last person he expected it to be was his youngestbrother, Hugh.
“Hey, Hugh, how are you?” Josh asked.
Hugh spent his days racing Ferraris and his nights bedding women.
“I’m great. Working my way down the West Coast at the moment. I hear you’ve been working your way into a new employee,” Hugh joked.
“Hugh.”
“Sorry. I saw the crap on Yahoo! News. What’s going on? You’re sleeping with an old schoolmate and she’s a design thief? Fill me in.I don’t know Riley very well, but she seems pretty much like the rest of the Weston women. Not exactly the conniving type.” Hugh was usually the last to reach out to a family member in crisis, and this time he’d beaten his brothers Rex and Dane to the punch.
“She’s not,” Josh said flatly. “I’m dealing with it. It’s a mess, but we’ll figure it out.”
“You need anything? Want me to come run someoneover?” Hugh laughed.
Yes.Josh smiled at the thought. Hugh looked like a taller, more muscular Patrick Dempsey, and he pictured his brother’s wide smile, his eyes alit with laughter. Josh was only a year older than Hugh, but the way Hugh lived his life—like it was one big party—made the age difference seem much greater.
“Nah, I think I can handle it, but I appreciate the offer.”
“When are youarriving at Dad’s?” Hugh asked.
“Wednesday. You?”
“Tomorrow. I’ll see you then, and if you need anything, I’m your guy,” Hugh said.
What Josh needed could come only from Riley’s innocence. “Thanks, Hugh. Love you, man.”
