TREYDON’S POV
“If you weren’t my brother Trey, I would have said you were in love with me, what with the 32 calls and 15 messages that you left me.” She was happy, I could hear it from her sing-song voice. That was usually a good thing with most people, but with Katherine King, one could never be so sure. There was a time she smiled all through the day and laughed and made jokes meanwhile she had our neighbour’s cat’s head on a spike in her bedroom.
“It took you long enough to answer me. What were you up to?” I believed that sounded subtle enough. Katherine could always pick up on when I was suspecting her and wanted to interrogate her.
“I have a job, Trey, one that needs my undivided attention. If it were my old boss, I would have picked up the moment your call came through, but I kind
