If Trevor could.
Did she want anything to do with any of them anymore?
She sucked in a breath as she felt a sudden twinge of panic in her chest and a hollowness in her core. It had only been a week since she and Trev had started sleeping together. She should not be so attached to him yet.
Or at all.
She knew better than to let her emotions get involved. And this was why.
Ultimately, people let her down. They lied. They broke promises.
“What is it?” she persisted. And she stared at the other three partners now. She couldn’t look at Trevor anymore, not without that hollowness hurting inside her. “What do you think I did?”
“Sabotage,” Simon replied. “We think you’ve been sabotaging Street Legal.”
She laughed at the ridiculous accusation. “I’m the reason the practice has as high a profile as it does,” she reminded them. She was the one who’d composed the press releases to spin their pasts into something glamourous—into something that had everyone talking about them.
“I’m also the reason you’ve won as many cases as you have.” She’d helped them try their cases before they ever made it to court. She tried them where it counted—in the public.
Ronan Hall snorted. “Yeah, right. We’re the ones who’ve won. You’re not in court with us.”
“Yes, I am,” she reminded him. She’d attended court so that she could talk to the press after every session. She had spent more time with Street Legal than she had any other client she had.
For them to think she would purposely sabotage them...
For Trevor to think that...
She glanced at him now, but he was looking away as if he couldn’t face her, either. She couldn’t believe that he would think that.
“You do have access to all our cases,” Simon said as if that was significant.
She shrugged. “You gave me access.”
Now he flinched. “That was apparently a mistake.”
“Why?” she asked, her voice getting sharp as her impatience grew. “Just what the hell do you all think I’ve done? How have I sabotaged anything?”
“You’ve brought up the bad press,” Trevor began.
But she wasn’t ready to hear from him yet. “That had nothing to do with me. You all won’t even let me help mitigate that bad press.”
And then she realized why. “You think I’m behind it? Why?”
“That’s what we’d like to know,” Simon said. “Why would you do that?”
“Is it because you hate lawyers?” Stone asked.
And she hated herself for letting that slip.
“If you guys look bad, I look bad,” she pointed out. “Sabotaging your practice is like sabotaging my own firm. Why the hell would I do that?”
She had worked so hard to start it, to make it a success. She’d spent the past several years focused mostly on business. Until this past week with Trevor, she’d had very little pleasure.
Maybe that should have told her something, though. Maybe her business wasn’t making her happy. It damn well didn’t seem to be satisfying her client.
She’d heard them talk about firing her, about banning her from the building. Losing them as a client would hurt her business. Losing Trev...
But apparently, she had never really had him. Trevor had only been trying to get information out of her, evidence of her doing something wrong.