I bend down and give her a quick kiss. “I almost forgot. Don’t get between Savvy and chocolate.”
She smiles. “That’s right.”
We grab pizza slices and head home. She tells me all about her day. While it was stressful because the deal almost didn’t go through, it was invigorating, knowing shehas come back. There was a time she was worried she’d never get a client again. Everyone seemed to be familiar with Peter’s podcast and what he said about her.
Fortunately, once the public heard Peter admit he’d do anything for money, public opinion toward Savvy and Reed shifted for the better.
“What’s wrong?” she asks as she touches the furrow of my brow.
“Nothing’s wrong. Actually, I have good news. Stacy’s attorney is going to have the motion to vacate dismissed. Everything Stacy said to me during the prison visit was recorded, and the DA played it for Stacy’s attorney. She’s going to rot in prison.”
I smile, but she isn’t smiling. “I know that sounds bad.”
“No, it sounds like relief. Hopefully, you’ll never have to hear from her again.”
“Hopefully. It doesn’t bring Hawthorne back, but at least now, she can’t continue to hurt everyone.” I pull her close. “Peter called me.”
“Peter? The podcaster?”
I nod.
“Is he with Myers?”
“No. He said he’s been hiding at a friend’s house. But the cartel found him. He asked me for protection.”
“And what did you say?”
“I told him to call the police if he wanted protection.”
She laughs. “You did not.”
“I did.”
Then her smile fades. “Do you think he’ll do more podcasts?”
“No. I suspect he will be on the run for a while. The cartel doesn’t give up.”
Bad for him, but good for us. I hope to never see that man again.
“What are we doing tomorrow?” Savvy asks as she takes a bite of pizza.
“Whatever you want.”
“Anything?”
“You bought the cake. That makes you the boss for at least twenty-four hours.”
She laughs, kicks her feet up, and rests them on my lap. “Except you bought the cake, remember?”
“You picked it out. Are you really going to argue out of getting to choose what we do all day?”
“You’re right. I am the boss and I say we sleep in, binge bad TV, and finish that cake for breakfast.”
“Deal.”
And for the first time in what feels like forever, it finally feels like we’re free.
CHAPTER 37
