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“How about we take him in the car one day with the other dogs. Even if he doesn’t get out of the car, we can roll the window down for him.”
“That sounds . . . amazing. We’ll have to take Big Berry too.”
“We can do that.”
It was like a heavy weight had been lifted from her shoulders. They had a plan. And even if it didn’t work at least they would have tried something.
Matthieu placed his hand on the back of her neck and it made her feel grounded. Some of her worries seemed to drift away as she relaxed further.
“How is your headache?”
She tensed slightly. Urgh. Why did she lie? She hated lying to him. “I feel good.”
“That’s good. You don’t need any painkillers?”
He was making her feel even worse with his caring questions.
“No, I’m good now.”
“Then I need you to sit down. I have to talk to you about a couple of things.”
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Matthieu didn’t want to let her go. But he did need to talk to her and he knew that eventually, she’d attempt to get away from him. Like telling him that she had a headache. Although she did look a bit pale so maybe that was true.
He could never tell her that he’d heard her masturbating the other night. She would never speak to him again.
He eyed her as she sat on the sofa and Dougie immediately rolled over, nudging his face into her. She lifted him onto her lap.
“I need to tell you about Ryan.”
Surprise filled her face. Yeah, she hadn’t expected him to say that.
“What about Ryan?” she asked.
“He’s been arrested.”
She sat forward, nearly knocking Dougie off her lap. “What?”
He sat back on the sofa and Princess Priss jumped back into his lap, giving him a miffed look.
“Sorry, Princess,” he told her.
The cat sat with a plop on his lap so he figured that she forgave him.
“What was he arrested for? How do you know?” Maya asked.
“Because I might have asked someone to do some research into him. And they discovered some rather shoddy work practices. He was stealing money from his clients.”
“Seriously? Oh my God! I never thought Ryan would do that.”
The funny thing was that none of this was fabricated. Brody had been about to set Ryan up when he’d come across some legitimate issues. And then he’d done some more digging and found more evidence which he’d it sent to Detective Reeves.
“He was arrested this afternoon,” he told her. “And it sounds like he’s going to end up in jail for a long, long time.”
“Wow. Just wow.” She ran her hand over her face. “I guess that’s kind of a good thing. I mean, now he can’t stalk me anymore or anyone else.”
“It’s a very good thing,” he said firmly. He wished he could stop there, though, because she definitely seemed overwhelmed. But she had to know the rest of it. “There’s something else I need to tell you.”
