“Lies about what?”
“I have no clear idea, but I can speculate now that it might have had something to do with the affair between Michael Greene and my mother. As you know, I didn’t even know anything had been going on between them at the time, and I didn’t find out until during our interview.”
“Yes, I remember that. What about Shiloh and Sedrick’s mother, Sandra Timmons? From Manning’s research, I see she and Sylvia Granger were good friends at some point. I will need to interview her as well as Sedrick. Maybe Sedrick can shed some light on why the Greenes were so hateful to you that night. Ivan Greene certainly wouldn’t tell me when I asked him about it. I’ve also compiled a list of people who were members of the country club that your parents were close friends with at one time. I intend to interview them as well as try to determine why they were so quick to believe your father was guilty.”
Jules then glanced back over at Jace. “And I’ll need permission to review Granger employment records of one of your former employees, namely Michael Greene.”
“That won’t be a problem,” Jace said evenly. “Just say when.”
“Thanks, and one other thing.”
“What?” Jace asked.
“I need access to the boathouse.”
*
After the meeting, Shana pulled Jules aside. “You did a great job in there. I’d forgotten how meticulous you are during your investigations. You don’t believe in leaving any stones unturned, do you?”
Jules smiled. “Not on my watch.”
Shana studied her sister. “Where were you last night?”
Jules lifted a brow. “Why you want to know?”
“Because Dad was looking for you. He was concerned since he hadn’t heard from you in a few days.”
Jules drew in a deep breath. “I know. I need to call him. I’ve been super busy.”
“That’s what I told him, but I think you’re the person who should tell him why. I’m not sure how he’s going to feel about you handling the Sylvia Granger investigation and the risks involved.”
Jules waved away her sister’s words. “I’ll be fine.”
“Jules, we can’t help but worry. Take care of yourself.” Shana turned to walk off but then stopped and leaned in to whisper, “And that’s an awesome-looking hickey on the right side of your neck.”
When Jules blushed and quickly slapped her hand over that part of her neck, Shana chuckled and said, “Gotcha. I was just teasing. There’s no hickey, but the mere thought that you believed there was lets me know what you were doing last night. I just have to figure out with whom.”
*
“So, Dalton, you were late for our meeting with Carson because you were delayed getting Jules through building security?” Caden asked, coming to stand beside his brother.
“That’s what I said, isn’t it?”
“Yes, but it’s what you’re not saying that has me worried.”
Dalton shook his head. “You know, Caden, since you’ve been married you haven’t made much sense. Maybe you need to get back into playing your sax to calm your mind.”
“I do play my sax, and my mind is calm. I’m not the one who’s worried about where those cameras were located at Shana’s dinner party.”
His brother’s comments reminded Dalton he needed to talk to Jace. “Whatever. Now, excuse me for a minute.” He quickly walked over to catch Jace before he left the room.
“Jace?”
“Yes?”
“About those video cameras?”
Jace leaned back against the table. “What about them?”
“Were there any positioned out on the patio?”
Jace smiled. “I figured that’s what you were worried about.”
Dalton rolled his eyes. “Well, were there?”
Jace rubbed his chin. “Umm, let me think.”
“Cut the crap. You know if there were or not.”