Chapter 74

“I can’t live without this stuff. You want one?”

Hunter took it and sat back down.

“I need all the credibility I can get in this field.” Naomi Black took a seat behind the desk, glanced at the laptop screen, and quickly closed it. “So what can I do for you today? And what’s your name?”

Hunter was still too stunned to speak. This little slip of a girl—as his Nana would have called her—was going to help him?

“Well, come on. Spill it. Contrary to popular belief, I do not know all.”

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“And you’re telling me you’ve stayed on in the house even after all these things happened?”

“Well, yes. I’ve put a lot of money into the place. I think I have a right to be there.” Hunter had told Naomi the whole story but now felt put on the defensive. Was the answer always to run away? He wouldn’t do it.