Zee was the one who could clear our names. Well, not technically, but she could make the case that there were a lot more people out there with motives to off Derek Wolfe. People other than disgruntled colleagues who he’d fucked over in business, although there were hundreds of them as well.

I grabbed Zee’s hand. It was cold as a winter day. “Hey,” I said. “It’s okay.”

She nodded, though I wasn’t convinced.

We walked through the reception area and down a long hallway to the small conference room where Morgan was doing the questioning. Moira Bancroft and Zach Hayes, two of our attorneys, sat across the table from Morgan.

I cleared my throat. “Zee, this is Moira Bancroft. She’ll be acting as your attorney during the questioning. And Zach Hayes, he’ll be acting as the attorney for Wolfe Enterprises.

Moira and Zach both rose.

“Nice to meet you.” Moira smiled. She was an older woman with silver hair and warm brown eyes. Very motherly, which was why we’d chosen her to represent Zee’s interests. She’d help put Zee at ease.

“Thank you,” Zee said.

“We’re glad you decided to talk to us today.” Zach held out a chair for Zee. “Moira and I are here to make sure you’re comfortable.”

Zee nodded and took the chair he offered. “Can’t Reid stay?”

I glared at Morgan. I’d had every intention of staying, but he wouldn’t hear of it, no matter how I balked. I’d be suing his ass later, but for now, I wanted Zee to tell her story, so I made sure she had an attorney like Moira who could make her feel comfortable.

“I’m afraid not,” Moira said, “but we’ll take good care of you.”

Detective Morgan stood then. “I’m Hank Morgan, NYPD.”

Zee simply nodded.

Morgan sat back down. “We’ll get right to it as soon as you go, Mr. Wolfe.”

My feet seemed to be glued to the carpet. I had some kind of alpha wolf instinct to protect my mate.

Zee wasn’t my mate, of course, but…

Damn. I had feelings for her that I didn’t want to have.

She deserved far better than me.

“Mr. Wolfe…” Morgan said again.

“Yeah. I’m going.” Asshole. I turned to Zee. “Moira and Zach will take good care of you, but if you need me, I’m only a text away.”

She nodded.

“I’m serious,” I said. “You just tell Moira you need to see me, and she’ll make it happen. Right, Moira?”

“Yes, of course, Mr. Wolfe.”

Zee nodded again. “I’m all right.”

“Okay.” I forced my feet to move from their glued spot. “Take it easy on her,” I said to Morgan. Then I left.

Rock was waiting for me outside the door. “We need to talk.”