Heiress by Ella Goode

Author:Ella Goode [Goode, Ella]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-04-03T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER 13

LEO

Is it really stalking if you’re following your wife? That’s the question I ponder as I climb out of the cab that I had tail Tinsley’s car. The neighborhood seems like a regular residential one, so at first I wonder if she’s visiting a man even though she said she wasn’t having an affair. A one-night stand is not an affair if we’re going to be technical. An affair is long-term, so she could be meeting someone for a one and done, and not have lied to me. Dinner meeting, my ass. Who dresses in a fancy silky outfit and sexy shoes for business? No one.

Anger makes the sting of the cab fare barely register. My mind is focused on separating Tinsley from any male that dares step into my territory. I hurry across the street and then stop abruptly at the door. There’s a discreet little sign that says “Sim” next to the door, and in front of it is a guy dressed in slacks and a gray windbreaker who looks vaguely familiar.

“Bryan Thompson?” I ask.

Thompson, a man I’ve fought at the docks before, swings in my direction, his eyebrows shooting up. “Hey, Leo. What the hell are you doing here? Spending all your money on dinner here at Sims?”

I shake his outstretched hand while craning for a peek inside, but the windows are all covered by curtains and the door’s glass is leaded. “I dunno,” I lie. “What kind of food are they serving?”

“The expensive shit. It’s good, though.” He smacks his lips. “I got to eat before the dinner service started. Have the lamb.”

I’ve never had lamb before. I can’t decide if Tinsley is having a meeting or a hookup. What do people do over lamb?

“The food here is too rich for my blood. I was actually in the neighborhood and needed to use the john. Google said this was the closest public place.”

“Sure, but go straight in and come back out because my boss will kill me if he knows I let in someone who isn't a customer.” Thompson opens the door and waves me through.

The interior is tiny, dimly lit, and crowded. A narrow hallway is formed by lattice screens so that servers can navigate their way from the kitchen to the dining room without being noticed. A quick survey of the room tells me that Tinsley is sitting at one with an older man who I remember from the wedding. Edwards, I think his name is, her lawyer. The papers that she shoved aside when I entered her room spring to mind. Is she there discussing those or the Howard Sterling donation? Is she trying to figure out how to get out of the marriage? Is she there because she likes him? He’s old enough to be her father, but, hell, maybe that’s what she finds attractive.

“Sorry, Thompson,” I mutter under my breath and head straight for Tinsley’s table. Once there, I pull out a chair and sit before anyone can say a word.

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