Chapter 318


    Chapter 318 Gregory Long


    My heart skipped a beal as 1 pieced together the


    son t eagle from the poles officers. They were discussing hom He was day in the way concering,


    There was a moment of silence in the room before they to tako “Abent Mia Newman’s death ”


    He raised an eyebrow, a hint of intrigo in his you “Mute them, we should find chance to have a little chat


    about it, just you wdw


    My mind was spinning “Wait, you want to talk to


    a at taka


    He gave a slow nod. “My mom was not reglerke ay show’t have my boot with anyone there. The first


    case she took on in Lake City was yours, we right after that, she has her well, her ident, Officer


    Jackson let slip that my mom had a quick chat with you in the spur of the moment.”


    I had to let that sink in for a second. My eyebrows butted together


    stated him hom


    Hold on, are you saying that your mom’s death might be connected to her questioning me, like I might


    have gone after hey for paybar


    sorry for the mix up I’m not


    He shook his head quickly, “No, no, that’s not what I m using you or anything. I just need to talk it


    out, you know it’s just that my mom never hard beef with anyone in Lake City”


    Even though he imed he was not giving me the side mye, maregtig let him hollered he did not trust


    me, I let out a littleugh and asked, “Alright, Mr Long, wall. What’s eating at


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    about you?”


    His mouth went into a tight line, and he inched forward. Instinctively, I stepped back, my senses on high


    alert


    His brows furrowed in concern. However, his voice was gentle, “Hey, no need to freak out. I’m not here


    to hurt you. I just need to swap contact info, okay?”


    The dude was definitely not smooth, that was for sure.


    I gave a nod and held out my hand.


    He simply gawked at it, totally lost.


    With a huff of annoyance, I said, “You’re after my number, aren’t you? Pass me your phone, then.”


    It took him a moment, but he finally caught on and fished out his phone, handing it over. I was just


    about to tell him to punch in his code when he chimed in, “Oh, it’s already unlocked. I grabbed his


    phone, punched in my number and a quick note, and handed it back. “Hey, if you need to chat about


    what went down, just hit me up. Just for your information, your mom’s passing threw me for a loop too.


    Yeah, she put me through the wringer that one time, but no hard feelings here. I’m not about revenge. I


    y it straight.”


    He took his phone, trying to sound sure. “I’m not eyeing you with suspicion, okay?”


    Right, as if I would buy that. I nibbled on my lower lip, mulling it over if he was not doubting me, what


    was with the theatrics? Something was off.


    Shaking off the confusion, I scoped out a spot to kick back and zone out.


    A quick look back revealed Idris and Officer Jackson already making their way toward us from the


    office.


    Officer Jackson caught sight of Gregory and me and shed us a friendly grin. Idris, always the


    epitome of chill, just gave Gregory a brief nod and then swung around to me, “Time to leave.”


    I waved goodbye to Officer Jackson and Gregory and tagged along with Idris as we left the police


    station.


    Sliding into his car, Idris turned the key, and the engine hummed to life. He nced over, calm and


    collected, “Need a ride to Scott Corp?”


    1 gave a quick nod, not bothering toin. Trying to g down a taxi in this area was like trying to


    find a four–leaf clover. Since I had already gotten a free ride from him once today, I was not about to


    pretend I did not need the help now.


    The moment we merged onto the main road, I got lost in the blur of trees racing past the window, my


    thoughts swirling with questions about Renata’s mysterious death.


    My mind started to spin out crazy theories. Could this be a repeat of what happened to Jack? There


    seemed to be someone trying to drag Idris’s name through the mud,


    “Yvette.” The sound of Idris’s deep voice cut through my daydreams, pulling me back down to earth.


    “What?” I turned to check him out. He was all focused, hands glued to the wheel. This guy was truly a


    knockout–his face was like it had been carved by the gods, handsome from every single angle. His


    profile, however, was something else. You know how they say a little beauty can go a long way in


    brightening your day? It was totally true.


    The light flipped to red, and he brought the car to a smooth halt, shooting me a look just as I was in the


    middle of my ogling session. I snapped my head away, feeling my face catch fire as I tried to look all


    interested in the blinking traffic signal.


    He got the picture and let out this sly grin. “Has something got you on edge?”


    “No!” I retorted, feeling a little embarrassed.


    He let out augh. “Go ahead and take it all in if you like what you see. I’m not going to stop you.”


    Inhaling deeply, I tried to stayposed. “Who said I liked what I saw? My mind was just wandering,


    you narcissist!”