farther into her uncleâs ratâs nest for fear of being caught, Elise retreated to her car. She didnât realize how guilty she felt about poking around her uncleâs house without his knowledge until her cell phone rang, startling her. She jumped and let out a nervous laugh.
âHey, El,â Ross greeted her. âJust wanted to let you know that I got a hold of Jackson, and heâll be at the vineyard by eight thirty tomorrow morning.â
âOh, goody!â
Ross snickered. âI can hear the nasty thought behind that sarcastic false joy of yours. And yes, it means another early morning for my sister, the night owl.â
âSadly, I do seem to be the only one in the family who didnât get the early gene,â Elise said with a shake of her head. âIf I didnât know better, Iâd think I was adopted. But thatâs okay. Iâll drag myself out there at the crack of dawnâagain.â
âYeah, well try not to be late. We get tired of waiting on you.â
âBite me,â she replied good-naturedly and then grew serious. âRoss ⦠there is something I need to talk to you and Mom about, something important you should see. But I think it would be better to do it privately tomorrow morningâ without Jackson present.â
âThatâs certainly sounds cryptic. What is it?â
âI donât want to discuss it over the phone.â
âWhatâs going on, Elise? Where are you?â
She almost didnât tell him but in the end decided to fess up. âIâm at Uncle Edmondâs house,â she said and then had to pull the phone away from her ear when Ross began to yell.
âWhat the hell are you doing out there? Have you lost your damn mind?â
âI know, it was stupid, but I just wanted to hear his side of the story, you know? Donât blow a gasket; heâs not even here, so itâs not a big deal.â
She heard his deep sigh on the other end. âGet out of there before he comes back and catches you hanging around. Itâs after four. Go home, El, and let it go. You have to accept the fact that Uncle Edmond is a lost cause. You canât save everyone.â
After she hung up, Elise drove back to her apartment with a heavy heart. She knew Ross was probably right, but she couldnât shake the feeling that something bad was coming. And when bad things happened, you counted on family to see you through.
Unfortunately, her uncle was about to lose what was left of his.
As she drove out to the vineyard the following morning in the still-oppressive heat, Elise tried to make some kind of sense of the thoughts running through her mind. Sadly, she wasnât having much luck. Stuart had called last night and brought up the job offer yet again. Their conversation had felt drawn out and tense, and she hadnât even mentioned her uncleâs latest antics.
Being the only one who didnât live on the vineyard, she was again the last to arrive. Even Jackson was already there when she parked in front of the main house, so she didnât have time to talk to Ross or her mother. Her visit to Pamâs restaurant and the news about finding the markers and the paystubs would have to wait until later.
Grabbing a diet soda from the fridge, Elise sat down at the table as Jackson began to explain the process for filing the restraining order.
âOnce this order is signed and in place, Edmond wonât be allowed on Beckett property,â he told them. âIf he shows up out here, you give us a call. Weâll come out and take him away. Itâs as simple as that.â
âNothing is that simple, Jax,â Ross said with a frown. âAnd I still say this isnât enough. I can guarantee this wonât stop his harassment.â
âIt might not stop the harassment, Ross, but if he disregards this order, he faces a jail cell. That will be his choice.â
âJackson is right,