Andrea groans and asks, “Are you sure?”
Lance nods but his expression is grim. Andrea squeezes his hand back and traces soothing circles with her thumb. She knows that things are still tense between the Hamiltons and Olivers and it’ll be difficult for Lance to put aside his pride and ask Jackson for a favor.
Even if Lance did it, there’s no guarantee Jackson would say yes, she thinks. I don’t know much about him but he seems like a dishonest, selfish man. How can we ever convince him to help?
“Do you know what we’ll have to do?” Lance asks.
She looks up at his rigid face and suddenly understands.
“Gabrielle,” they say in unison.
“It’s our only chance,” Lance adds.
“It’s true,” Andrea says. “She’s the only person I know who might have some sort of influence over him.”
“Come on,
