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He looked up at me, confusion on his face. “Is this… This is Supreme Court Justice Ford.”
“It is. But she’s also known as Queen B in the Trinity gang.”
“She what?”
Sirens outside announced the arrival of more cops. Without answering the officer at my feet, I ran for the door. I needed to see Lucas.
“Veronica!” Dad called behind me.
I ignored him.
Dusk was covering outside with stretching shadows, making the red and blue flashing lights of the cop cars brighter than my eyes were ready for. I squinted. Where was he? Which car…
One of the parked squad cars pulled away, past where I stood.
Shit. No. No.
There. In the backseat of the car. Lucas. Looking at me through the window.
I sprinted for the car.
No. No, I couldn’t…
A cop—one of the two who’d cuffed Dad—damn near threw himself between me and the car. “Ma’am. Stop.”
I did, heart wild.
Lucas mouthed something to me through the window. By the awkward way he was sitting, he was still cuffed.
I nodded. “Winchester,” I confirmed on a whisper.
The cop frowned. “If you’re referring to a gun, you could be in serious… Why are you laughing?”
Ignoring him, I watched the car Lucas was in as it drove through the gates, and then let out another chuckle, nodding my head. So, it seemed I was calling Lila again.
I’m not sure, but I think I saw Lucas looked back at me through the rear window and smile.
I smiled back. We were going to be okay. We were. But damn, did we owe Dr. Winchester. How the hell were we going to make it up to her?
“Ronnie?” My dad’s shout cut across the darkening night.
Giving the cop still standing in front of me a smile, I let out a shaky breath. “Tell Lucas to play nice.”
“Play nice?”
With a quick glance at the shrinking taillights of the squad car taking Lucas
away, I turned to find Dad being escorted to the other police car.
A part of me felt like I should try to explain what was going on to the cops, to Dad.
The rest of me remembered every horrible word Dad had said about Lucas.
“Ronnie!” Dad beseeched me with his eyes. “When are you going to talk to me?”
“Later, Dad.” I shook my head. “When I’ve calmed down. And after I know my family is going to be okay.”
“I’m your family. And you’re what? Just going to wave goodbye as I’m arrested? For trying to protect my only child?”
