Author: Chloe Lang
Category: Young Adult
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Felix placed his hands on Scott’s and Eric’s shoulders. “We’ve got you covered.”
“Thanks, man,” Scott said softly. Felix might’ve aged over the years, but he still seemed like the charming guy from those first days at TBK. “You two head to Dallas. I know your plates are full with all the new contracts.”
“Okay. You need us here next week?” Vicky asked.
“We’ll let you know,” replied Eric.
“We’re going to grab a bite before we leave for Texas,” Felix said. “How about joining us?”
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“No thanks.” Scott shook his head. “I need to talk to Eric about something.”
Felix shrugged. “Next time then.”
Vicky and Felix said their good-byes and left.
After they were out of earshot, Scott turned to Eric. “Kip’s wife can’t be involved. She doesn’t look like a criminal mastermind to me.”
Megan was shaking like a leaf next to Phoebe, her new court-appointed attorney.
Eric glared at him, his voice rising slightly. “Don’t.”
“Listen to your brother, Scott.” Cameron thrummed his fingers on the plaintiff’s desk. “Dylan has the goods on her. She’s as guilty as they come.”
She didn’t look felonious to him. She looked more like an angel than a cyber thief and dubious hacker.
“I thought we were going to have this done today,” Eric said to Cam.
“Ethel’s added week doesn’t change a thing. Mrs. Lunceford is over a barrel no matter what Phoebe tries.” Cam continued looking over his files. He was a great attorney. Phoebe was just as great. They’d squared off many times in this very court, with Phoebe edging past Cam in the win column.
“And what does that get us?” Scott was no longer on board with the plan. Destroying Megan’s life didn’t feel right. Not now. “Eric, you always say I have a sixth sense about things. Intuition. Well, trust me. She’s innocent.”
Eric shifted from foot to foot, clearly agitated by Scott’s words. “You think I say it
as a compliment? You know better. I trust the facts, bro, and the facts are right here.” He reached over and patted the pages on the table in front of Cam. “Dylan proved the insidious code came from Mrs. Lunceford’s home. It’s cut and dry. Capisce?”
“Give me a break.” Scott wasn’t about to back down. There was something about Megan that would never add up to her being behind their troubles. “You know there are ways around that. Someone could’ve hacked her computer.”
Dylan leaned across the half wall that divided the front of the courtroom from the gallery, which was emptying quickly of Destiny residents. “You saying I don’t know what I’m doing, Scott?” The investigator’s tone was harsh.
“I’m saying there are all kinds of ways to frame someone in our industry. Kip proved that.” He turned back to Megan’s direction. She and Phoebe were heading out the side door together. “Until we’re certain, I’m saying let’s slow this train down. Kip has lots of contacts on the outside, including the Chinese. Just because the creep is in prison doesn’t mean he can’t be working with them again.”
Dylan slapped him on the back. “She’s gorgeous. That’s a fact. But Kip isn’t in a position to work with anyone. He’s a traitor, not just to TBK but also to the United States. Homeland Security isn’t going to let him see the light of day ever.”
“If that’s true—”
“It’s true,” Dylan reiterated.
“Fine. So how can she be working with Kip then? Isn’t that what we’ve been thinking since we found the first virus?” The fact was that TBK’s viability hinged on the new platform. The first malicious program wasn’t the last. There’d been sixteen others in the past five months.
As the side door closed after Megan and Phoebe exited, Eric grabbed him by the shoulder. “Maybe what’s fueling her is misplaced revenge. Her husband was taken away while he was working for us.”
“Exactly my point. You remember Kip’s taste in women, right?”
“God, you’re not going to drop this, are you?” Eric was a hard nut to crack. “Let’s don’t go there for now. We’ve got an entire week to deal with this until our court date. What do you say, Scott?”
He shrugged. “I’m going to talk to her.”
“Hell no,” Cam barked. “That could put our whole case in jeopardy.”