Stephanie Doyle - Remembering That Night

Still, a month-long stay in a hospital before moving on to treatment? It suggested that there was a physical component to her condition in addition to the mental component. Maybe she’d been recovering from something she had done to herself?

A failed suicide attempt might put someone in the hospital for a period of time. Greg considered himself something of an expert in suicide. It was why he wasn’t a psychologist anymore.

“Why was D’Amato my legal guardian? What was the connection between him and my father?”

“He worked for your father. There were a few articles on Dunning where D’Amato’s face could be seen in the background of a picture. Maybe he was a bodyguard. Maybe he was his second-in-command. They must have been close for your father to trust him with his only daughter.”

She nodded. He didn’t need to expand on that. Now that she understood her father was part of the mafia, it was a good bet that Hector was involved, as well. Which meant she was working for a man she knew to be a criminal.

She was working for the man who had a hand in raising her.

“Is that everything?”

She was waiting for the next blow. “If it matters, I don’t think you have a weak mind.”

She gave a brief laugh. “I can’t remember anything right now and you just told me I spent six months in a mental-health facility.”

“When you were a teenager.”

“What difference does it make? I’m not right.”

He sat on the bed next to her and took her hand. He figured it was what a friend would do and she had officially declared him to be her only friend so he figured he was on the hook. He forced himself to breathe through the constriction in his own chest.

“You were sick then—you’re sick now. It’s not about right and wrong. Trust me, Liza. I know.”

She looked at him and smiled, and then she squeezed his hand. “Thank you.”

He thought she was stunning before, but now she nearly took his breath away.

Warning! Danger! Getting sucked in...commencing now!

Then his mind went to a completely different kind of sucking and he had to shake his head. Had he seriously been thinking about kissing her?

“You called me by my name. It sounded good. It sounded familiar.”

“Liza, what you’re experiencing is hysterical amnesia brought on by what had to be a traumatic event. Maybe not even so unusual considering your history. With some time and rest and being around familiar surroundings the most likely thing is that you will regain your memory.”

Her smile faded. “Yes, but when I do, am I going to find out I was working for a criminal and I was somehow connected to his murder?”

Since the answer was yes, Greg didn’t have much else to offer her. Or maybe he did. Maybe sitting there on the bed, holding her hand, was all she really needed. That’s when he realized what he’d done. He’d officially let himself be needed.

The worst part about that was despite the tightness in his chest, it felt really good.

CHAPTER SIX

ELAINE POUNDED ON THE LOFT door harder than necessary, impatient for it to open. She winced when Chuck opened the door instead of Greg.

He obviously saw her wince and made a face in return to let her know he wasn’t any more pleased to see her. The childish nature of these gestures was not lost on her. Elaine often felt like the teenage version of herself when she was around Chuck.

Why couldn’t she be normal around him for once? Every time she saw him since it had happened, she felt awkward and uncomfortable in her own skin. He would immediately pick up on her vibe and be just as awkward, which invariably led to them slinging insults at each other. Which would lead anyone who spent any time around them to assume that they hated each other.

Only she didn’t hate him. It had just taken her a while to figure that out.

“Yes?”

“I need to talk to Greg. I know who Eliza Dunning is.”

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