Yates slid into Vince's car, ready to head back to the Zimmerman estate and pick

up Jessica for dinner.

As he buckled in, Timothy's name flashed on the dashboard screen. Yates

glanced at Vince. "It's Timothy calling."

"Go on, answer it. Put him on speaker-I'm curious what he wants this time."

Yates accepted the call and switched to speakerphone. Timothy's voice came

through, slightly breathless and urgent. "Yates, what's Jessica's connection to that

film, 'Letters from the Fetal Sea'?"

So, he'd caught on.

Not bad-he was quick.

Yates shot Vince a look, silently asking if they should spill. Vince shook his head.

Not a word.

Jessica had confided in him before: Timothy couldn't know. She was worried he'd

ruin everything.

That movie was Carlisle and his friends' labor of love. It would be a disaster if all

their hard work went up in smoke.

Jessica wasn't hoping to make a fortune; she just wanted to give Carlisle and his

crew a chance to prove themselves.

And Vince had seen it firsthand-Timothy had tried to snatch the film and slap

Sheila's name on it.

like Jessica had

way Vince would let Timothy mess

am I supposed to ask? My soon-to-be

invested some money,

so I stopped

your brother-in-law.

Timothy's irritation was palpable.

said Jessica. I'm talking about

what, twenty, thirty

Unless

wheel with one hand and shot Yates a

into a hard, thin line, his jaw as sharp

pale to flushed with

don't want to argue with you. That film definitely

"Why

Weren't you planning

with

my

there's a

wanted to

your time? Use

and let your

clear."

"brother-in-law" dig was grating, even over

exasperated. "Is Vince with you? Put him on. I

a word."

you think he wants to talk to

to

to you. He even went out of

visit the Howard family

to say to

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