“It isn't like we can waltz in and show them the key. I have no proof that I didn't steal the key."
Q leaned back in the chair, mug in hand. “Good point. Did your father will you anything you couldn't account for?"
“Like this key?"
“Yeah. Maybe we need to contact a lawyer," Q said.
“I'll get mine on the phone."
Of course Madison would have a lawyer. When she hung up the phone she'd made an appointment for an hour from then.
“Let me check in with my brothers," Q said.
“I'll get us something to eat."
She left and Q dialed first his brother whose wife was having a baby. “Matt, how's Carly?"
“They still want her to stay another day. I'm going nuts here. I can't do anything."
“You have your laptop?" Q asked.
“Of course. I've been keeping in touch with our clients, letting them know some reports will be de……
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