Chapter Twenty
“That I did not expect,” I commented. Leah and I had sat in silence for a good thirty seconds after Jerri made her grand exit. “What did you make of it?”
“It was a practiced story.” Leah chewed a nail.
To be honest, I was surprised that I wasn’t more shocked by the woman’s announcement. Then again, I’d heard a lot of good exit lines in my day—several of which had been uttered in the past few months.
Leah paused from destroying her nail to add, “She definitely knew a lot more than I would have expected. Do you think Martin’s aware she’s onto him?”
“I honestly don’t know but considering how cagey he tends to be, I think not. This could very well send him back into hiding.”
She shrugged. “Isn’t that what you’ve wanted all along—for him to go away? To crawl back into whate
