Chapter Twenty-Nine
Gemma
The phone rang in my ear, the sound jangling along the edges of my already frayed nerves. Just when I thought I was going to get my brother’s voicemail, he answered.
“Hey, Gemma. What’s up?” Neal asked.
I took a shallow breath, swallowing nervously before I could explain. My pause must’ve dragged too long because Neal prompted, “Gemma?”
“Hey,” I finally managed, my voice sounding bright and kind of normal. “Look, I need help. Some weird stuff has happened.”
I quickly explained the situation. As I spoke, I was surprised at how ridiculous the whole thing sounded. I couldn’t believe my former coach had hired a law firm that would actually try to interfere in my personal life for the sole purpose of trying to intimidate me from testifying.
Neal, on the other ha
