After I’d responded to most of his attempts at conversation with nothing more than one or two syllables he’d gotten the hint and let me eat in silence. On the drive back, with the possible repercussions of how I’d left things hanging over my head, I remembered something Joe had said earlier. “Reeve actually invited you to stay at the house?” It wasn’t like him to trust so easily. Especially another man. “Eh, he was sketchy at first. When you went upstairs with Amber, he had his men thoroughly pat me down. There may have been a few hostile threats thrown in as well.” “That sounds about right.” I didn’t add that Reeve probably also ordered a background check and that I was pretty sure we’d been followed into town by Tabor, the man Reeve had hired to watch me. “And that was all?” Joe pursed his lips, and I could tell he was keeping something from me. “What else did he say, Joe?”
