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“I’ll see you later. Have a nice afternoon.” He jumped from the bed and raced out of the room.

“Wow,” she whispered. That certainly got rid of her hangover in a heartbeat. She leaned back and closed her eyes, allowing all the sensations to soak into her skin. She didn’t want to miss a single one. Unfortunately, the sound of a cell vibrating on the nightstand cut it short.

She sat up and stared at her phone charging next to her—it was sweet of him to do that. Kathy’s contact information flashed on the screen, and she was the last person Trinity wanted to deal with right now.

However, Kathy would be relentless if she didn’t take the call. And, truth be told, she was only being a good friend.

A little overbearing and smothering, but she meant well.

Trinity blew out a puff of air and picked up the phone. “Hey, Kath.”

“Oh, my God, girl. Where the hell have you been? I’ve been worried sick about you.”

Trinity didn’t have a lot of close girlfriends. It took her a while to make friends, but Kathy had wormed her way into her life. More because Kathy was aggressive, but she was also nice and meant well. However, this was over the top. “I’ve been busy, Kath. I can’t call and text you the second you reach out to me.”

“Don’t be like that. You told me once that you can get obsessed with things to the point where it becomes unhealthy. You told me that you let things get out of hand when you tried to find your father, and that it was for nothing because you did nothing with the information.”

Trinity groaned. Kathy was right. Not only had she said that, but it was also true. She’d spent months trying to track him down. Not only that, she’d used up half her savings. And for what?

At the end of the day, she’d never contacted her biological father.

“This is different.” Trinity swung her legs to the side of the bed. Her stomach sloshed in angry protest. She paused, giving her body a chance to recover. “I’m not the only one who believes there could be an issue with the way all this was handled.”

“Are you sure you’re not becoming a bit preoccupied with him, as well? You do tend to attach yourself to men quickly.”

“Did you seriously just say that to me?” She pushed herself to a standing position. Her legs wobbled slightly as her head pounded. She breathed slowly. “Since when have you known me to even be involved with a man? I barely date.”

“You told me how quickly you got involved with Alex and how hard it was for you to let him go. Your mother agrees.”

“You spoke to my mother?” Trinity eased to the edge of the bed and placed a hand over her upset stomach. “Why would you do that? If anyone has issues with being all-consumed by something right now, it’s you. I have to be honest. I don’t appreciate you calling my mom. I don’t need her freaking out, and I find what you did a littleSingle White Female.”

“Now I’m hurt and insulted,” Kathy said with an indignant tone. “Has anything changed? Can anyone prove that Jeff Allen didn’t murder those men?”

“Not yet,” Trinity said. “But Emmett’s working on it.

“Then why don’t you let him deal with it and come home?”

Trinity was tired of having the same conversation with Kathy. “If it’s going to be about this every time we chat, I’m not going to pick up the phone. I’m going to see this through until I’m satisfied that my father was at least given a fair shot, even in death.”

“You’re only going to end up getting hurt.”

“I’m prepared for the worst,” Trinity said. “But this is something I have to do. I’m sorry. I’ve got to go. I’ll let you know if I find out anything.”

“All right. Be good to yourself, okay?”

“I will.” Trinity ended the call and chucked her phone across the bed. She liked Kathy, she really did, but it was time to set some better boundaries. At least, for the time being.

However, right now, she needed to find some hangover food and look at some of the files that Emmett had left.

That song by Tommy TuTone played in her mind. Wonderful. There was no way she was getting that out of her head now.

Nor would she stop thinking about being with Emmett.

It was going to be a long afternoon.

* * *

Emmett didn’t like lyingto Trinity. Not one bit. But she was in no shape to sit in a car and possibly deal with a confrontation with an eyewitness. Besides, he was crossing a line as a police officer, and he didn’t need to drag a civilian into it, even if he were doing it for Trinity.

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