The Lawyer's Lawyer

CHAPTER Thirty-Eight



Henry called Danni right after he hung up with Jack. He was ten minutes from the airport and his plane was leaving in an hour. He had to park and get through security in that time. He held the phone in his left hand as he sped down the highway doing close to ninety.

It had been two years since he’d spent any real time with Danni. She’d shown up at the condo that one day after Jack had taken Felton’s case to express her displeasure, but that didn’t count. He didn’t care about the lapse of time, however. This wasn’t a social call and now that he’d been put on notice, he wasn’t going to let another person die if he could help it. If it was awkward, so what.

She answered on the second ring.

“Hello?”

“Danni, this is Henry Wilson.”

There was silence on the other end of the line, which Henry expected.

“I don’t know if you heard about the murder in Miami.”

“I did. Somebody from the department called me about fifteen minutes ago.”

Her voice was hard and cold. Henry could feel the antagonism on the other end of the line.

“Danni, I’m on my way to the airport.”

“What for?”

“It’s my understanding that your daughter is still in school at Boulder.”

“Henry, I don’t need your help. I’ll take care of my daughter. Don’t you think you and Jack have done enough?”

Henry ignored the remark. “My flight leaves in less than an hour. I figure now that you know, you’re on your way as well. And I assume you’ve instructed Hannah not to go home.”

“I have.”

“And to go to a well-populated public place.”

“Yes.”

“When’s your flight?”

“Four hours from now. I have to drive to Tampa.”

“I’ll be there three hours before you. Tell me where to meet her.”

Again there was silence on the other end.

“Danni, this isn’t about me or you, or Jack for that matter. It’s about Hannah. I’ll be damned if I’m going to let anything happen to her. Now where should I meet her?”

“The Boulder Book Store on the mall.”

“Is there a coffee shop nearby?”

“There’s one in the store.”

“Okay, we’ll go there and wait for you to arrive. Then you and I will come up with a plan. Will you call her and tell her to look for me?”

Silence.

“Danni?”

“Yes, I’ll call her. I don’t know why you’re doing this.”

“It’s the least I can do.”





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