Chapter Twenty-Nine
Spencer
“Who’s that?” I narrowed my gaze at the long-legged brunette who Blake was introducing to a few of the other detectives on the case.
Lisa sipped her morning coffee and joined me. She was never around, so it was nice that G asked her to drop by. I thought he was worried about me. “That’s a good question. G never mentioned anyone new.”
“She’s pretty.”
Lisa shrugged and picked up her phone. She was always good at not bullshitting me but also never liked to fuel any unnecessary feelings either.
“I won’t talk to Will,” I suddenly blurted, wanting to draw the line in the sand now.
“I don’t think you should, anyway.” She glanced at me, and I saw the same pain reflected in her eyes. We had been such a tightknit family, and the burn of them being ripped from our l
