Although I was hesitant to share what I had without discussing it with J.D. first, Caesar’s trust in her convinced me I should too.
“Like I said before, I’m here to help Rebel, not judge. I know what the boys do. I’ve been working a case with them for a while now and I know the predicament you’re in.”
I wanted to ask her to clarify, but I also didn’t want to invade her privacy. I didn’t want people asking about my relationship with J.D., so I’d keep my questions to myself.
“As soon as they discharge me, I’ll give you everything I have. I don’t trust anyone else with that information.”
“Understandable.” She stood, reached in her briefcase then handed me a phone.
It was one of those cheap phones you can get from the gas station that was untraceable.
“Caesar said keep it close.”
“Why?” I asked.
“I don’t know,” she said. “And I don’t want to know. Anyway, I want you to rest because this is just the beginning.”
“Thank you.”
She smiled, then walked out. I closed my eyes wishing that I could just escape all of this. I wished I could go to sleep and wake up and all this was just a dream.
Just as I was about to drift off to sleep, the shrill ring of the phone startled me.
“Hello?”
“Hey, sweetheart.”
Relief flooded over me as a smile appeared on my face.
“J.D...”
I SETTLE THE SCORE
J.D. Stevens
When she finally said my name, I let out a sigh of relief, feeling a weight lift off my shoulders. Her voice was nothing short of incredible. I was so fucking worried, but Caesar had been keeping in the loop about her recovery. I had little time to talk to her because I had to ask Weasel some questions, but I needed to tell her how sorry I was for pulling her into all this bullshit and to tell her how much I loved her.
The sound of her sobs filtered over the line, each one more heart-wrenching than the last. I wished I could just pull her into my arms and vowed after all this shit was over, she’d never worry about another fucking thing in her life.
“Don’t cry baby,” I said.
I tried to calm her down because it hurt my soul to hear her cry.
“I didn’t know if I’d ever hear from you again.”
“Did you think you could get rid of me that easy?” Her tearful laugh echoed over the phone. “You’re stuck with me, sweetheart. How are you feeling?”
She sighed. “As good as can be expected under the circumstances. J.D., they’ve issued a warrant for your arrest. I don’t know how many times I have to tell them, you didn’t do this before someone listens.”
“Don’t worry about it, Rebel. I knew I’d be the first one they’d come after. I dropped you off and disappeared.”
“And Rumi.”
And Rumi. But that was her sister and even though I didn’t like her she loved Rebel in her own way and Caesar loved her. I wouldn’t speak against her. At least not right now.
“I’m sorry about what she did. She makes me so angry.”
“Well at least she didn’t try to kill you like my brother,” I said, chuckling but there wasn’t any humor in it.