Ezekiel's Pov
I wasn’t even trying to overhear her, instead Lauren's voice was simply carried– shaken, low and cracked as it drifted from the veranda straight to the hallway.
Actually, I was walking past the hallway earlier when the maid led the private Investigator towards the veranda.
I lingered near the corner, close enough for her voice to float towards me.
Her voice shook lightly as she spoke. “I just want… I just want to clear the suspicion I'm having. I don't want you looking into my husband. I need to know if it's my best friend."
“What a dumb move” I muttered, funny how I knew who her best friend was with.
My jaw clenched as every piece of information swept through my ears, goddammit.
Just then the conversation ended and the maid began escorting her out, but then I steppe
