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“Thank God. One of your men took out the tires on that car. It wasn’t us. By the time we came around to this side of the building, the car was already crashed into the pole.”

I’m relieved and so very grateful. And damn tired.

“Thank you once again,” Brett tells the officers.

The two of them hurry back to the scene.

Is it over? I don’t feel the finality I’d like to feel. How many other people has Rutherford hired to kill me?

Chapter 21

Three weeks later…

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Brett

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I can’t stop smiling as I sit on Hudson’s fantastic new deck out back. The weather is unusually fantastic today. Sunny and warm. It hasn’t rained in three days, so the girls are all playing in the backyard while we Daddies sit on the deck and watch them.

Lacy is relaxed and carefree. Finally.

“She looks happy,” Roman says before popping a handful of nuts into his mouth.

“I agree,” Colton states. I’ve never seen her smile and laugh this much.

Davis nods. “Britney says she’s been asking about the animal rescue. Be prepared to adopt a dog or cat soon.” He chuckles.

Hudson laughs. “Oh, yes. Cindy has been picking out pets for you.”

I groan, but I’m grinning. If my Little girl wants a pet, we’ll get a pet. I’d get her five if she wanted them.

“Make sure you get a good trainer,” Roman suggests. “It makes all the difference.”

“How did I suddenly become a pet owner?” I ask, laughing.

“Comes with the territory,” Colton informs me. “As soon as one Little has something, they all want it.”

“Couldn’t you guys have gotten them a giant stuffie or something?” I joke. “Maybe something not living?”

The men all laugh.

After they sober, Roman asks, “Have you heard any more about the Rutherfords?”

I nod. “They’re facing multiple charges for a giant list of crimes. A PI and two hits on Lacy’s life don’t even rank high enough for them to get to. She didn’t die.”

Roman cringes. “Yikes.”

“Have they caught the arsonist and the PI yet?” Hudson asks.

“Both. It wasn’t hard. The idiots conveniently left a paper trail, and no one has found any evidence that there are outstanding hits on her life. All the money has been traced.” I’m so relieved about this that there are no words.

“Did you get any more details about her father’s death?” Hudson asks next.

“Yes.” I wince. “He was murdered. The Rutherfords paid the coroner off to say it was a heart attack. The coroner was arrested and the body exhumed to verify the cause of death, which was poison.”

“How’s Lacy taking all this?” Davis asks.

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