Point Of View 2 [*Do not read until you've read the same chapter of ATW]

Chapters 67 & 68 Reckless / Lawyer up

"Are you helping me shop for LINGERIE, Mr. Rossi?" I laugh. 

My phone rings and I see it's Jonah. Jonah would never call me unless there was a medical problem. Nate or James.

"Shit. C'mon." I grab Paul's hand and walk out of the store and back into the main lobby of the busy mall.

"Jonah. Is everything ok??" I find a bench, and Paul and I sit down.

"Not really. Nate told me to call you. He wants you back at the apartment right away." Jonah's voice sounds panicked. Jonah never panics.

"Jonah. What's going on?" I look at Paul while Jonah talks. "Ok. We're on our way."

"What's happening, Trisha?" Paul asks.

"We need to go home."

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"Guys, sit down. You'll need to sit down for this." Jonah looks at both me and Paul, but my eyes are on Nate.

"Okay.... what did you do now, Nate?"  I sit down. "Please tell me you didn't do something stupid."

"Trish.... shut up." Nate hands Paul a document. He glances at it and then stands up so I can't see it.

"Fuck." The bodyguard grumbles. He paces back and forth while reading the document in his head. "FUCK! Where did you get this?"

"Can someone please tell me what the hell is going on? What is that?" I glare at Paul, who looks down at me with sympathetic eyes. Whatever that paper says, it's something terrible.

"Kendall came over this morning. The sheriff hand-delivered it to her." Jonah begins.

"The Sheriff?"  I bolt up to grab the paper, but Paul turns away, still reading it.

"Sit down." He says sternly.

"Fuck off. Let me see the letter." I grab the paper from Paul and begin to see what the hell everyone is talking about.

Wait.

This is...

Wait... James Gallo. 

Charged with Reckless Driving.

"WHAT?!"  I shriek and breakfast travels up my throat, sending me running to the bathroom to throw up. 

I make it just in time and get sick in the toilet. Jonah comes in and kneels next to me. I lean back against the tub and stare straight ahead.

"Trish..."

"That document..." I turn to Jonah. "That document said..."

"I know."

"But..." I begin to cry.

"I know," Jonah repeats.

"Does James know about this yet?" I stand and tie my hair back in a ponytail before I start splashing water on my face.

"No. Not yet."

"Trisha, you need to pull it together before James and Casey come home." Paul taps on the bathroom door. "They are on their way." 

*****

*James*

 Casey buzzes into Nate's apartment, but when the elevator door opens, Maggie refuses to get out. She stands right in front of me and begins to bark.

"Mags, move, you big baby. I can't get by." I laugh at my crazy pup. I look up and lock eyes with Nate, immediately knowing something is wrong. 

"Seriously, Maggie. Go. C'mon.... " I clap my hands, and Maggie finally gets out of the elevator. "What's gotten into you today?"