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She sniffled. “I do.”
“And you have Dorsey,” I continued. “And Athena. And me.”
She shuddered.
“I don’t want to condone what he did to you. I fucking hate him for it. I’d take away this part of your life if I could. But I can’t regret getting you in the end.”
Her lips wobbled. “Will you come with me to meet them?”
I was already nodding. “Of course I will.”
“They’re on a plane now with Dorsey,” she whispered. “I messaged Dorsey, and she went over there and broke the news to my family about me. Dorsey also told me that she’s moving there. How unreal is that? She met a guy and she really likes him, and since she has nothing left here, she’s going to stay.”
I flashed her a grin. “Looks like you two move fast. I kept you, too.”
She let out a watery laugh. “I am moving into my apartment this weekend, remember? You can only keep me for a few more days.”
“We’ll see,” I teased. “We’ll see.”
She threw herself back into my arms, squeezing my neck tight.
After a few long minutes she said, “You’re kind of uncomfortable with all the equipment on.”
My lips turned up at the edges. “I guess I could’ve taken everything off. But I was a little bit desperate to get to you.”
She pressed a kiss to my neck, and I had to fight the need that swelled inside my body at the chaste move.
“They sent a couple of FBI agents to DPD today,” she whispered. “They were supposed to be there about forty-minutes ago.”
That was news to me.
But it might’ve explained the hundreds of texts I could feel coming in on my phone while I’d been assisting with that last traffic stop.
Since none of them had been Maven or my parents, I hadn’t checked them afterward.
Now I kind of wished I had.
“Hold on,” I said as I pulled my phone out. “I got a ton of messages a while ago.”
Keying up the first few texts, I saw that a lot of videos had started coming my way.
A couple from SWAT team members. Even more from people I’d worked with and formed a relationship with over the years.
The one I clicked on, though, was the one from Assman.
The video showed him right outside the chief’s office.
“What’s the meaning of this?” Chief Austin bellowed.
“You are being arrested for the kidnapping of Marina Semyonov,” one of the FBI agents said. “Or, better known to you now as Maven Brumfield.”
There were a ton of gasps from multiple people that could be heard, but not seen.
“That’s preposterous!” Chief Austin snarled. “I didn’t kidnap my own child!”
“DNA tests have proven she’s not yours. She’s the little girl who went missing from Gatlinburg, Tennessee while on vacation with her family,” the other FBI agent said. “You have the right to remain silent, anything you say can and…”
I flicked the video off, and inwardly laughed at just how red the chief’s face had gotten.
