“¡Ya!Fuck off, both of you, and take your children.”
“She actually has her piano instructor coming over in an hour, so we do have to hurry.” Gideon scooped up Owen’s backpack while I snagged Olivia’s.
“That instructor needs to work overtime because¡Dios mío!Gideon, she’s…” Rita hummed and hung her head.
Gideon and I laughed. “I’m sure by the next time you see her, she’ll be better.”
Sharp eyes met Gideon’s. “¡Vete pa'l carajo!I can’t do this again.”
We were cut off when Olivia and Owen rushed into the room and crashed into Gideon with a hug, then me. Matteo sauntered in, headphones around his neck, looking even taller than the last time I’d seen him.
“What the hell are you feeding him, Rita? He’s almost as tall as I am.”
She smacked my arm. “He’s already taller than me, so shut it.”
Matteo held out his fist, which I bumped. Gideon did as well but with a grimace.
“No.” He grabbed Matteo’s wrist and forced him into a hug. “We hug, and stop teaching Penn your slang.”
He chuckled. “Bet.”
Gideon covered Matteo’s mouth with his hand. “No bet. Just say okay.”
Matteo blew a raspberry, and Gideon quickly pulled his hand away. “Gross.”
“Come on you two, Livy has piano lessons and Owen has to finish his painting for school,” I announced. “Tell Dean I said hi.”
“Will do, be safe.”
Danny had driven us, and he held the door open for the twins. Before Gideon and I got in, he stopped us.
“We’ve got a problem.”
Gideon’s brow dropped; I was sure this had to do with the governor.
“Amy Jackson was just arrested.”
Amy Jackson was the current police commissioner. She’d taken over for Larry Shaw, who’d been loyal to Lorcan Anders.
“What, why?” Gideon gritted his teeth.
“Not sure, I was just notified.”
“Get me home.”
We hurried into the car. Gideon was having a hard time keeping a smile on his face as the kids rattled on about all the cool things they’d done at their sleepover. I kept them occupied while Gideon stared out the window, glaring at the town he loved so much and worked so hard to keep as his.
“I just gotoff the phone with Yolanda Hale.” Gideon sat back in his desk chair. Toni, Danny, Alex, and I had been called in after he’d had a chance to figure things out.
“What’s the state attorney have to say?” Toni asked as we all sat around Gideon’s small conference table in his office.
“Apparently, Amy Jackson was arrested for selling drugs to underaged kids. There was a sting investigation done and a bunch of other shit.”
“I call bullshit on that. The chief would have warned you; so would Yolanda. Something doesn’t mesh here.” I started scrolling on my phone and reading news articles on the arrest.
“I spoke with Chief Williams. He had no idea it was going on.”
“And how does the chief of police not know that the commissioner is being investigated?” Alex argued.
