Page 87 of Strength

“Fucking cops! You think you can take me down?” Miguel shouted as Telman removed him from the plane.

The female agent approached me and Charlie. “I’m Special Agent Hahn.”

I jumped when she placed her hand on my shoulder.

“It’s okay, it’s all over now, ma’am. We have your ex-husband in custody. He can’t hurt you anymore.”

“How do you know who I am?” I muttered.

The agent patted my arm. “We have a lot of information about his life, including yourself and your son. We’ve been investigating Miguel Cortez for a very long time.”

My mind flashed back to the file Emmett had. “Oh, right.”

“Come on, let’s get you out of here. This plane’s a crime scene now.”

Special Agent Hahn helped Charlie and me out of the plane. I was coming down off the adrenaline hit, and my body felt like jelly.

“Olivia!”

As I stumbled, strong arms wrapped around me and I was pulled against a strong body. The familiar scent of ocean salt and cologne assaulted my senses, and I knew I was safe once again.

“Emmett,” I whispered.

“Yeah, it’s me, sweetheart. I told you I was coming for you.” Emmett kissed my hair.

“I didn’t want to go to Columbia,” Charlie said.

I glanced down to see Emmett holding Charlie as well.

“Take us home, Emmett,” I begged.

“Gladly.”

Special Agent Hahn quickly jumped in. “I’m afraid I’ll have to ask you some questions before you can go home. Your statement will help us put your ex away for a long time.”

I lifted my head from Emmett’s chest. “I’m not sure what I can tell you, but okay.”

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