The man Dorcas had hired to follow Teddy called her even though it was late. She would want to know this. “It’s me.”
Dorcas Prettyman sounded three sheets already. “What is it?”
“That girl I’ve seen coming here? Tonight, she went in… and hasn’t come out yet.”
There was a silence on the other end of the phone. “You have a photograph?”
“I’ll send it through now.”
Dorcas felt a thrill of adrenaline go through when she saw the photograph. Jessica Olden. Well… f**k. The one lawyer she knew for sure couldn’t be bought. So, Teddy had hired her… or was f*****g her
Or both. Dorcas hissed out a breath between her teeth. Whatever he was doing with her, it wasn’t good news for Dorcas. She’d sailed by in the custody and settlement battles by calling in favors and by blowing more ancient, but powe
