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Everything clicked into place.
My temperature hiked up to a level more suitable for an oven. Farrow’s nostrils flared. I suspected the same thought ran through both our minds.
How we’d deliver punishment to Andras and Vera.
Another thing I enjoyed about Farrow—we shared the same thirst for vengeance.
“I know this is a lot to take in.” Deanne collected her phone, holding it to her face. “But thereisa silver lining to all of this.”
Fae plopped against the backrest. “Must’ve missed it.”
“Justice, Miss Ballantine. Forget about the lawsuit. Our next step is to bring this to the authorities?—”
Farrow waved her off. “Do whatever you need, but I’m confronting Vera as soon as we land.”
“Miss Ballantine.” Bryan shot forward. “That ishighlyunadvisable. Anything you do or say may hinder our?—”
“Cope,” Fae interjected, and I could’ve kissed herthen. Beneath the eye. On her beauty mark. I’d wanted to kiss there for a while now. “I’m going to hunt Vera down.”
“The best revenge is justice.” Deanne raised both hands, like she was corralling a wild animal. “Trust me.”
“You’re a lawyer. I would never trust you.”
This time, I did kiss Farrow—on her beauty mark, then down her jaw.
“But—”
“She made up her mind.” I finally intervened, over this. “Any mess this creates is yours to clean.”
Dan collapsed against his seat. “I’m not Superman.”
“For the money I pay you, you fucking should be.”
Deanne sighed. “I liked you better when you weren’t wrapped around a woman’s finger.”
Yes, but I liked myself less.
“See how you like unemployment if you continue to overstep.”
She grinned. “It’s called retirement?—”
I hung up and tossed the phone on the couch, tucking my chin on Farrow’s shoulder. “Are you okay?”
“I will be.” She leaned her head back, resting it on my neck. “I think.”
The amount of strength this woman had in her fingernail alone could detonate a nuclear bomb.
“Of course, you will. You’re the strongest person I know.”
“And I intend to deliver the cruelest blow.” Her gaze caught mine. “But first, I need to break.”
“Break?”
“You know—fall apart. Cry like a baby. Let myself break for all the times I refused to.”
“Break.” I pressed a kiss to her shoulder, cheek, temple. “I’ll put all the pieces back together.”
Even if it’s the last thing I do.
