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than her, and he’d been the cool cousin when they were growing up, but they had lived in such different worlds by the time they were adults; she still made a point to talk to him, and keep the connection active, but they hadn’t seen each other in years.
     
    He’d gone a little soft around the middle, and his hair was starting to thin on the sides, but his eyes still had that same sparkle and he was still wearing the same god-awful pornstar ‘stache he’d grown back in the early 80s. “I guess Mason has told you about— well, everything?”
     
    He crossed his arms over his chest. “Yeah. He was pretty stressed this morning. It took some doing, but he admitted you had a visitor yesterday, and that he was concerned that someone was even bothering to dig in this particular garden.” He waited for a while. “I assume something more happened?”
     
    She passed him the red folder. Just getting it out of her hands made her body feel a little bit lighter, a little less— agonized.
     
    He opened it up and paged through, whistling through his teeth. She listened to the patter of the water falling back into the fountain and waited. “Where did this come from?” he asked after a bit.
     
    “Turned up in my office this morning. Inside my desk. Which, of course, no one should have had access to either last night or this morning.”
     
    Teddy nodded. “You want me to tell you what you already know, or what I think?”
     
    “Both,” she said. Anything to keep from putting that folder back in her hands one second earlier than it was absolutely necessary.
     
    He nodded. “If there was something solid to connect Mason to everything, he’d be in for questioning. They’re harassing you because they know that he won’t crack for himself, and they’re hoping he’ll crack for you. You need to not crack. This will die off quick enough.”
     
    She forced a smile. “That’s how it works on TV shows anyway. But if they have all of this—” She gestured at the folder. “—Why aren’t they looking into it already? It can’t be hard to tie him to that name, and then the frame kicks in.”
     
    Teddy was quiet for a bit as he paged through the folder again. “I think this comes from someone’s personal records,” he said. “I think this comes from the dirty cop’s stash. I think this guy may even be the cop that our mutual friend was working with. And I think that he’s maybe under some scrutiny himself? And so he’s got this info, but if he brings it forward, he’s going to have to answer some questions about how he got it in the first place, and that’s not a thing he wants to do. So he’s trying to scare you into rabbiting, or scare you enough that Mason comes in just to take the heat off you— which would also take the heat off him, somehow, I bet.”
     
    “That makes a crazy kind of sense,” she said, impressed.
     
    He grinned, sideways and gentle, the way she remembered. “I always kicked your ass at Clue, kid,” he said. “What’s the cop’s name?”
     
    “I don’t— If we go digging at him back, isn’t that just going to get us into more trouble? Make us look more guilty?”
     
    He waved her concerns away. “Let me worry about that, all right? Name.”
     
    “Teddy— I don’t want Mason to know about all this, okay? He’s got enough that he’s dealing with right now.”
     
    Teddy scoffed this time. “Mason’s a big boy, and if you’re getting harassed, especially about something that has to do with him, he’ll want to know. You can trust him.”
     
    “And if I’d asked you if I could trust Declan, six months ago, would you have said he was trustworthy too? Since he’s one of your brothers?”
     
    The question came out a thousand times harsher than she meant it to, and she flinched away from her own words. All the sparkle was gone from Teddy’s eyes, and he glared at her with more anger than she’d ever seen on his face before. “Declan was a snake. I never trusted