The Last Time I Cried Your Name novel Chapter 149

Jay nodded. “They’ve covered their tracks on purpose. It’s been tough to dig up anything.”

He’d started investigating as soon as the brooch showed up at the auction, but only now, after all these days, was he finally getting somewhere.

“Do you think this has something to do with Abbot?”

Abbot basically ruled the border area. But if this was really connected to him, how did the brooch end up in Franco’s possession?

Franco turned the brooch over in his palm, remembering what Petty had told him. Someone from the White family was working with Abbot.

“It was given to him by someone in the White family.”

Auctioning off the brooch felt like someone was trying to provoke him, daring him to respond.

There weren’t many people in the White family bold enough to even consider something like that.

Franco put the brooch back in its wooden box, his thumb absentmindedly tracing the bottom of it.

He got up, went to his desk, and slid the box into a drawer. Then he opened a file that was sitting on the desk.

The Byron family and the Green family had both been stirring things up lately. It was obvious they were trying to push him into signing the divorce papers.

Harris and Hans. Those two names popped up again and again.

A cold, steely look lingered in Franco’s eyes.

Harris. Hans.

It was almost two thirty in the morning before Franco finally took off his glasses and rubbed his brow.

Jay finished stacking the files. “Franco, you should get some sleep. The doctor said you shouldn’t strain your eyes. You’ve been—”

“I know,” Franco interrupted. “Go home and rest.”

He grabbed his phone, not even bothering to check the time, and scrolled through his contacts until he found Galen’s number.

The phone rang a few times before Galen finally picked up, his voice tense and cranky like he hadn’t slept in days. “What’s up?”

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