Free Resisting Perfection (The Perfection Series Book 2) by Nicki Rae

I must admit, that is good to hear. Although I know James deals in risky business ventures at times, he is relentless and knows his business. Anyone that is good enough to work for his company is good enough to work for mine. I have spoken with my father and he agreed that if our meeting went well, then I can welcome you aboard.”
    “Thank you so much! I won’t let you down, I promise!”
    “Please don’t make me regret this decision, Piper.”
    “I won’t, I promise.”
    “That’s all I need to hear.”

Fenton
    “Marla, its Fenton. Can we talk?”
    I wanted to wait a while before I talked with her. I needed more evidence I could prove to her I am not responsible for what happened. But just the same, I need information from her to begin my search. So, it was kind of a catch twenty-two.
    “I have nothing to say to you.”
    “Come on, you know I had nothing to do with Gibson’s death. Please, let’s talk about this…” Cool it, Fent. Being a smartass is not the way to get her to talk to you. “I’m sorry. I’m just under a lot of pressure. Everyone thinks I am responsible for Gibson’s death and I know I’m not. Before the police come knocking, I need to gather some information. I need your help with that. Please, I’m begging.”
    “How do you know what you have or have not done? Ninety-nine percent of the time you are high off of your ass from blow!” she screams and I have to pull the phone from my ear.
    “I know how this looks but do you honestly believe I would kill Gibson? He has been one of my best friends for the last few years. The only thing I’m guilty of is not making him stay at my house that night. I knew he shouldn’t have been alone. All he wanted was for the two of you to work it out. I tried to be his friend and offer him a place to stay until the two of you worked it out but he wouldn’t stay, he was certain you would call him to come home. Then the next time I see him he’s dead. Do I feel guilty about that? Hell yes I do but I sure as hell didn’t kill him and I will take my last breath proving that.”
    “Fine, Fenton,” she says and I feel a little bead of hope blossom. “Can we meet at your bar?”
    I curse under my breath. Meeting at the bar isn’t a great idea. But I need her on my side, so if that is where she feels comfortable, then so be it.
    “Yes, can you meet in twenty minutes?”
    “Yes. Have a bottle of whiskey ready,” she says as the line goes dead. Well at least we’re on the same page about the whiskey.
    “Fuck!” I scream as I scrub my face with my hands. I can’t drink. I just told myself I was quitting. This time I actually have to stick with it as there is too much at stake. As good as licking tequila off some chick’s body sounds right now I have to keep a clear mind.
    One more call before I leave.
    “Hello,” she answers after two rings.
    “Is it done?”
    “Yes. I don’t want to upset you but she’s meeting with a guy down by the canal. I don’t know the circumstances but I thought you needed to know.”
    “Come again? I’m not sure I heard you right.”
    “I don’t know what they were doing, Fenton. But she was definitely meeting with a man.”
    “Where on the canal?”
    “I don’t think going after her is a good idea. You need to stay away from her.”
    “You tell me she is meeting another man and expect me not to do anything about it? Where, Camille?”
    “You have to look at this from her point of view. You have told her for the last two days you’re finished with her. What did you expect her to do?”
    “NOT IMMEDIATELY GO FUCK SOME OTHER DUDE!”
    “We don’t know what is going on, Fent. She could be meeting him for any number of reasons.”
    “Well, tell me where they are so I can find out and put both our minds at ease.”
    “They were going into the State Museum. Please don’t cause her anymore trouble Fenton.”
    “What the hell are they doing there?” I ask myself more than Camille. “Thanks, Camille. I