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“Can’t your husband watch her?” one of the cops asked.

“He’s not my husband, and she doesn’t know him! You can’t do this. I didn’t do anything wrong!”

Trevor stepped around Greg. “Yo, Bigsby! What the hell?”

“Hey, Vaughn, sorry, we have our orders. Does her mother really have dementia?”

“Oh, my god! Do you think I would lie about that?” I hissed at the cop.

Greg approached the cop. “Yeah, she has Alzheimer's, and Maggie is her primary caregiver. What the hell is going on?”

“Come on, Bigsby, tell us something.”

The cops looked at one another, and then Bigsby replied, “There is reason to believe that Ms. Valor was involved in the jewelry store robbery and kidnapping.”

“What?” I shouted as my eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

Chapter Nineteen

Gregory

Iwas just getting out of the shower when my cellphone rang. “What’s up?” I asked Trevor as I answered.

“Did you see the text from Jake?”

“No, I was in the shower. Just got out. What’s going on?”

“Maggie reached out to Jake, asked one of us to call her.”

The last thing I wanted to do was to speak with Maggie right now, not after what I’d just finished doing in the shower. Hearing her voice again would put me right back in that sexually frustrated zone. “Can you give her a shout?”

“You are such a chicken!” He laughed.

“No, I’m starving. I bet you got home and had food waiting for you from your gorgeous fiancée, right?”

“Well, yeah.”

“Yeah, so I didn’t. I need food. Give Mags a call and see what she wants.”

“Fine,” he muttered and hung up. It wasn’t five minutes later he called again.

“What did she want?” I asked in the way of hello as I dug around in my fridge, looking for something to eat.

“What’s her address?”

I stood up straight. “Why do you want to know that?”

“Because I need you to meet me there.”

“What’s going on?” I closed the fridge.

“Maggie got a suspicious package delivered to her house. No label, no return address. Some guy showed up at her door, handed it to her, and walked away without a word.”

“Okay, so what’s in it?”

“She doesn’t know, but she said it’s bleeding.”

“What?” I paused for one second and then put the phone on speaker as I rushed back to my bedroom. I grabbed socks and my sneakers, and while he was telling me what she had said, I put them on.

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