Chapter 17

REESE

I paced the massive living room with a glass of whisky in my hand as the thoughts of Valentina holding an article of child's clothing tightly in her hand crossed my mind.

Why was she buying a child's clothing? Moreover, it was a male child, which I found oddly suspicious.

An image of the pair of shoes I saw in the passenger's seat of her car crossed my mind, making me further suspicious.

She had mentioned it was her secretary's child, whom she had dropped off earlier.

But why was she buying some clothes for the child? Was she and her secretary having a thing or...

I shook my head, running a wary hand through the thick curls of my hair.

Maybe I was overthinking...

What if she was telling the truth? Or perhaps she was just doing her secretary a favor? But that seemed more personal than work-related.

'I can't remember being obliged to explain my actions to you.' Her words rang through my mind again.

I clenched my jaw.

Well, it looked like I was prying, but I couldn't shake the feel