“Thank you for seeing me, David,” I said, sliding into the seat across from him. Even though the cafe was crowded, we’d managed to get a table at the far end of the floor, so we were secluded from everyone else.
David leaned back and raked his fingers through his hair. There were more grey hairs on his hair than last time I’d seen him, and he was starting to grow a stubble. David was a buff guy, but not so muscular that he would seem off putting. He looked like he came from old money, with his expensive suits and flashy Rolex watches.
“I’m not gonna lie, Liv,” he said, sitting up straight. “This is going to be messy. Like Rebels versus the Empire messy. I’ve known Marcus for over two decades now, and he’s going to come for you with everything he’s got.”
“So I’ve been told,” I said. “That’s why I came to you. You’re the best at what you do. And if there’s anyone who can make sure I don’t get screwed over, it’s going to be you.”
Maybe I was stroking his ego a little bit, but I had to make sure I got him to help me.
“Fuck!” he groaned, looking up at the ceiling. “You know, I and my suspicions about the two of you. Something just didn’t seem right, especially during Brenda’s weekend getaway when I found him sleeping in the living room. But I didn’t want to say anything, since it wasn’t my place to do that.”
I remembered the getaway very well, about six months ago during Brenda’s anniversary. She and David had been married for ten years, so they invited all their friends for a weekend getaway in Bora-Bora. I thought it would be a chance for me and Marcus to reconnect, so I tried to get intimate when he came to the room. I’d only managed to kiss him before he shoved me off and left the room.
But none of that mattered now. I just needed to get David on my side.
“Can you help me?” I asked. “Please, David. You’re my only hope.”
“I wish I could, Liv,” he said. “I really do. But in good faith, I wouldn’t be able to. The Reynard family has me on a retainer. Besides, I’m your friend. It would be a conflict of interest.”
