You Looked Down on Me Once Now You Look Up (Patricia and Oliver) novel Chapter 446

Patricia listened, glancing over at Oliver.

He’d never mentioned any of this before.

“So in the end, we became good friends with my uncle. Who would’ve thought we’d end up family too?”

“Guess that’s just fate,” Hector said, tossing Oliver a flirty wink.

His look was so over-the-top it made Patricia want to roll her eyes.

“Fate, huh? I call you big bro, call Patricia uncle—your family tree’s a total mess.”

Oliver gave him a flat stare. “Are you looking for trouble?”

Not long after, they got the grill going and started barbecuing.

Everyone was having a great time, eating and laughing.

Patricia’s phone buzzed with a message.

She glanced at the screen and quietly set her phone down.

Spring.

Brandon hated spring the most.

As soon as the rapeseed flowers bloomed, every kind of troublemaker seemed to crawl out of hiding.

He’d spent all night working a case, only dragging himself home at dawn with the stars still hanging low in the sky.

“Mr. Lantz, you’re back! There’s a package that’s been sitting at your door for days. I put it in your shoe cabinet. Don’t forget to grab it.”

“Thanks, really appreciate it.”

“No problem, you guys work so hard.”

Brandon chatted with his neighbor for a minute, opened the cabinet, grabbed the package, and headed inside.

He dropped it on the entryway table, not in any rush to open it.

Guys never seemed as eager as women to rip open packages.

He ended up napping, then went to grab his takeout at the door and finally noticed the package still sitting there by the entry.

He went to the kitchen, grabbed a knife, and sliced the box open.

“Brandon, get to the station.”

He quickly got dressed and rushed out. As soon as he walked into the office, his supervisor handed him a phone.

There was a video playing—a whistleblower video.

Wilma’s audio complaint had landed in Brandon’s hands, and now a video from a retired detective had been posted online. She never mentioned Martin Group by name, but it was clear the video was aimed at their department.

“What do you think?” his supervisor asked.

Brandon paused, then pulled the recorder from his pocket. “Sir, I got this today.”

They listened to the recording. After a moment of silence, his supervisor said, “She wants the case reopened.”

“So what’s the plan?” Brandon asked.

“Find her. Talk to her face-to-face.”

Brandon nodded. “I’m on it.”

“If you have to, use a little pressure.”