By the time it was lunch break, Genevieve wasn't back from her meeting yet, so Jamal and Abigail left for lunch. They were thankful since Genevieve left with the car and they didn't have to deal with the car key.
Jamal made a reservation at a quiet restaurant where they could talk freely in private, and he booked a Uber ride to take them there.
"What's wrong? You look worried," Abigail observed as the elevator door closed behind them. "Is it about what we discussed earlier?"
Jamal nodded, "Yeah. There is other stuff on my mind too."
"Like the stuff bothering you yesterday?" She asked, and he nodded again.
"My best friend, Callan, I think his mom might be the same person blackmailing Genevieve. Karen Combs…"
Abigail's brows pulled together, "You think your best friend might be Genevieve's brother? Doesn't he have parents?"
