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“All right. Yup, thanks.” Drisklay sat back down in his seat and ended the call. He’d been hoping that he could finish up the conversation and get back to their table before Caroline returned, but of course he hadn’t been so lucky.
Caroline was sitting at their table, her salad still untouched. Great. She was mad at him for ruining her perfect little date night. Well, the Linklater case wasn’t just going to put itself on indefinite hold just because his wife wanted to pretend they were a happy couple.
He shoved his phone into his pocket, ready for whatever words of accusation she threw at him. How dare he take a work call in the middle of their night out, he was such a rude and inconsiderate husband, her pastor would never step out if he were having dinner with his wife. The sam
