Noah’s right eyebrow shot up, and his gaze bounced between Laurant’s flushed face and Nick’s pained expression. Then he burst into laughter. 'It took you long enough.'
'Don’t start,' Nick warned.
'Don’t start what?' Noah asked innocently.
'Nick calls everyone honey,' Laurant blurted, feeling like a fool.
'Sure he does,' Noah agreed. 'He’s been calling Tommy and me honey every chance he gets.'
'Let it alone,' Nick insisted. 'Where is Tommy?'
'He’s in one of the conference rooms with that editor woman.'
'What does she want?' Laurant asked.
Noah shrugged. 'Beats me.'
Nick heard a door close behind him and crossed the kitchen to look out the window. He saw Lorna hurry down the stairs.
'Where did this feast come from?' Laurant asked Noah.
'Noah’s fan club,' Tommy answered from the doorway.
Noah grinned. 'The ladies like me. What can I say?'
'He’s been doing a little counseling.' Tommy shook his head in exasperation.
'Hey, I’m good at it.'
Laurant was having trouble looking at her brother. It was Nick’s fault, she knew, because he had planted the ridiculous notion that Tommy would know what happened last night if he looked in her eyes.
'Laurant, I want a word in private with you,' Tommy said.
Nick gave her an I-told-you-he’d-know look and turned around. 'Tommy, you and I have to talk.'
'No,' Laurant all but shouted as she pushed the chair back and stood. 'What do you want to talk to me about?'
'Lorna was just here.'
'What did she want?' Laurant asked. 'She has enough news to keep her busy for the next month, what with the fire and Steve Brenner. Is she trying to figure out a way to blame me for all that too?'
'She is writing another article about you, but it doesn’t have anything to do with the fire or Brenner. She wanted confirmation from me. It seems she ran into the banker’s wife, who mentioned the money you borrowed for your store, and one bit of gossip led to another. Damn it, Laurant,' he said, his voice shaking with anger, 'why didn’t you tell me the trust was gone? All this time, I thought you were fine and I wouldn’t have to worry about you.'
Laurant was stunned by Lorna’s audacity. 'I had to fill out a financial statement, and I had to explain about the trust in order to get the loan,' she cried. 'But the banker had no right to tell anyone, not even his wife. That was confidential information. And how dare Lorna poke her nose in my affairs.' She took a step toward her brother. 'Did you hear what you just said to me? All this time you thought I was fine and you wouldn’t have to worry about me? I’m not ten years old, Tommy, but you can’t seem to get that through your head. The money was gone before I turned twenty-one and could do anything about it. The lawyers took it. Every cent. I didn’t tell you because I knew you’d get upset, and there wasn’t anything you could do.'
'Millions of dollars… our grandfather’s hard-earned money gone? When I signed my trust over to them to put with yours I thought…'
Her brother’s expression made her want to cry. He looked devastated. And horribly disappointed in her. He made her feel as though she had squandered the money.
'It wasn’t your sister’s fault,' Nick said quietly.
'I know that.'
'You’re not acting like you do.'
Tommy’s shoulders slumped. 'When exactly did you find out the money was gone?' His face was red with the anger he was trying to contain.
'On my twenty-first birthday.'
'You should have told your family then. Maybe something could have been done.'
Noah knew it wasn’t his place to interfere, but he couldn’t stop himself. He looked Tommy in the eye and said, 'What family? From what I’ve gathered, Laurant didn’t have one of those when she was growing up. Who exactly was she supposed to tell?'
'I’m her family,' Tommy railed.
'Try to see it her way,' Noah insisted. 'When you were growing up, you had Nick’s family to help you, and when you joined the priesthood, the church became your new family.'
'My sister will always be part of my family.'
'She was in Europe, and you were here. You can’t change the way things were. The guilt is making you angry because she was left out in the cold.'
Tommy looked tormented. Laurant slowly shook her head and went to him. 'That isn’t true. I wasn’t out in the cold. I always knew you were there for me. I knew you were fighting to get me to the United States. Tommy, I always knew you loved me. Please don’t be angry.'
He put his arms around her and hugged her. 'It just came as a shock, that’s all. Don’t keep things from me, Laurant. Big brothers are supposed to look out for their little sisters, no matter how old they are. Look, let’s make a pact, okay? From now on, we don’t hide anything from each other. If I have to have chemo, I tell you, and if you have a problem, you tell me.'
'I don’t expect you to solve my problems for me.'
'No, I know you don’t, but you should be able to talk to me about them.'
She nodded. 'Yes, okay.'
'When’s the article going to run?' Nick asked. He was trying to figure out if there was time to stop it.
'It isn’t going to be in the paper. Lorna and I had a little talk.'
Noah grinned. 'Did you threaten her with the fires of hell?'
Tommy wasn’t amused. 'No, I didn’t, but I did talk to her about being jealous of Laurant. She didn’t want to hear my opinions, but she agreed not to run the article. She’s afraid other people will think she’s jealous because she’s gone after Laurant so many times.'
'I need a glass of milk,' Laurant said. Her stomach was upset, thanks to Lorna, and she hoped the milk would settle it.
'I’ll get it. You go sit down,' Tommy offered.
Noah pushed her plate in front of her. 'Eat,' he suggested.
'Isn’t there anything you can do about those lawyers?' Nick asked her.
'I am doing something.'
Tommy poked his head out of the pantry. 'What?' he asked.
'I’m suing them.'
Her brother grabbed a glass and hurried back into the kitchen.
'You’re suing?'
'Yes,' she said. 'The day after I found out, I started searching. It took a year to find an attorney who was willing to take on the giants.'
'David against Goliath, huh?' Noah said.
'You know, Noah, you’re starting to think like a priest. Maybe you ought to consider joining up,' Nick teased.
Noah grimaced. 'That isn’t going to happen.'
Tommy got the gallon of milk out of the refrigerator and poured some into Laurant’s glass. 'But about the suit? What’s happening?'
She took a drink before she answered. 'I won the first round and then I won again. They’ve been dragging it out with motions to delay, but my attorney told me that this next round is the last appeal. I should hear something soon. Win or lose, it will be final.'
'So, there’s a good possibility you could get the money back.'
'It could go either way,' she said. 'I’m prepared for either outcome.'
'No wonder you drive that junky old car,' Nick said. 'You’ve been living on a shoestring.'
He was smiling at her, as though he thought she had done something remarkable.
