Deborah Mello - Reunited By The Badge

Liza tossed her hands up in frustration. “I’ve looked in every file I could get into. There’s nothing there before it hit the market.”

“And you looked everywhere?”

“Everywhere I could without setting off any alarms that would let their IT department know I was there snooping. I ain’t interested in going to jail!”

Paul closed his eyes, falling into thought. Clearly, what he had fathomed was turning out to be true. But there were still questions that needed to be answered. Things that didn’t make sense and he wasn’t sure if he was even asking the right questions or searching for the correct answers. Mostly, he needed to understand why.

Mingus cleared his throat. “You two need to get a move on it,” he said. “It’s starting to get too hot for you to hang around here much longer. The police superintendent wants to see you both for questioning.”

Simone gasped. “Daddy called you?”

“Not yet. Parker messaged me so it’s just a matter of time.”

“Where should we go?” Simone asked, a wave of anxiety washing over her.

Her brother tossed Paul a look. “I’m told it’s handled. Just send me a text when you get there to let me know you’re safe.”

Paul had opened his eyes, looking from Simone to Mingus and back. “You can still stay here with your brother,” he said. “I’d understand. It might actually be the best thing for everybody.”

“That’s not an option,” she snapped.

Silence rose full and thick between them. Paul finally nodded. “We’ll be okay,” he said, throwing Mingus one last look. Despite his uncertainty about what might come next, he was happy to know he hadn’t run her off and Simone was as determined to be with him as he was determined to be with her.

He changed the subject. “Liza, can you give me all the info they have on the drugs they’ve manufactured over the last ten years?”

Liza nodded. “That’s a lot of paper but if you want it, I can get it for you.”

“Please,” he said. “I would really appreciate it.”

“You know I can put it on a flash drive.”

“I know. I’m going to need hard copy. And this, too, please.” He reached into his back pocket for the storage device he’d taken from the hospital. “If you can print out everything on here and then give it to Mingus for safekeeping.”

“What’s on it?” Mingus asked, eyeing them both with a raised brow.

Paul took a deep inhale of air. “Proof. Data I’ve been collecting since I first suspected something wasn’t right.”

An hour later Simone moved to the opposite end of the large work table. She leaned in to her brother’s side, wrapping her arms around his waist as she hugged him goodbye. Mingus was on his phone with their mother, purposely avoiding answering questions about her and Paul. He wrapped an arm around her shoulders and hugged her back before pressing a light kiss to the top of her head, then pausing to push the mute button on his phone. “Take this,” he said, pulling a roll of one-hundred-dollar bills from his pocket and slipping it into the pocket of her jacket. “Do not, under any circumstances, use your credit cards,” he said. “If you need more, you call me.”

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