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Micah claims my hand and pulls me to the door. “You’re welcome. We’ll stop by when you get home.”

Brax barely gives us a wave. He sits on the edge of the bed where his focus is where it should be.

His family.

It’s late, and Micah and I haven’t had dinner. I glance over as we walk down the halls of the maternity ward—a part of the hospital I never visit for my work. “I need to get home before Chase goes to bed so my mom can leave. I had groceries delivered today. We can figure out dinner there if that’s okay?”

He lets go of my hand to wrap his arm around my neck and pull me close. “I can’t think of anything better. We have things to celebrate.”

I think about all the things that have happened today. Micah shut down the organization that my now ex-husband ran drugs for. He has a new Goddaughter. We’re on our way home to spend the rest of the evening with my son, and I’m officially divorced.

There is so much to figure out, but now we can do that freely and safely and without anyone interfering.

Micah presses his lips to the top of my head before opening the security door for me.

There’s only good on the horizon.

I feel it.

33

THREE LITTLE WORDS

Micah

One month later

“Did you hear?”

I spin in my office chair to face Brax who sits at his work area across from mine. “Hear what?”

“King Jennings got a transfer to Miami.”

My brows rise as I whistle. “He owes you and me. Probably Tim too. Not many get lateral transfers into the Division.”

Brax shrugs. “It’s not what you know, it’s who you know. He has shit to wrap up in Panama. He’ll be here in a couple months.”

I thread my pen in and out between my fingers. “Yeah, I was just lucky enough to ride your coattails.”

He shakes his head. “Your name carries its own weight. Have you looked at the headlines today?”

I have.

And I’m not happy.

“Is this what it feels like to have your name plastered all over the news? I fucking hate it. I hate it even more that Evie is being dragged through it because of her ex-husband, but the press fucking loves the murder-for-hire story. I don’t know how you and Landyn did it after your case wrapped. Her name was up there with yours.”

“The media has the memory of a moth. Hang tight until the next big news story hits. You and Evie will be old news before you know it.”

The case was all over the news the day we busted down doors. But this week is different. My name hit the press when we went to court for motions and filings and all the other legal shit for trial prep.

I can handle it. I’ve done it before and will do it again.

But this time is different. It turns out, divorcing might sever you in the eyes of the law, but not society.

Charges against Jeff Michaels were filed this week, and Evie is being dragged through it because of that asshole.

Those charges included transportation of cocaine into the U.S, as well as premeditated murder.

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