Chapter Sixty Eight
"We might be here a little longer. I should go back to your house to get more of your things."
"Oh, right. I wasn't thinking about that." Kimberly said.
"Tomorrow." he said.
When she pulled out her chair and sat down, some of the tightness in his chest eased.
"And I should question you some more." he said.
Her head jerked up. "About what?"
"I don't get why they keep coming back for you" he said. "Their plan failed, why do they keep coming back for you? It has to be someone who knows you. Someone who knows your dad is loaded...Maybe someone with a plan..maybe some kind of grudge. I don't know. You have to think hard, is there anyone you suspect?"
She turned her coffee mug in her hands. "You want me to dredge up every little thing? Well, one time at the grocery store a man and I both wanted the same space, and he shook his fist at me." she said sarcastically.
"Come on" Asher said. "Be serious"