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At the front door, he puts his sandals back on, sliding his phone and wallet into his pocket before turning to look at me, his brow furrowing as his eyes wander studiously over my face.
“Goodnight, Indigo.”
“Goodnight, Greyson.”
As I close the door behind me, leaning my back into the wood and closing my eyes, I wonder what in all holy hell just happened… and whether I’m beginning to skate too close to the edge…
26
Greyson
“Iwant him taking that plea, Hunter. I’m calling in a favor here.”
“Hey, we’re trying,” replies the assistant district attorney, and my friend, a man I intend to bug the hell out of until that piece of shit ex of hers is doing a long stretch in prison. “He’s refusing to bite.”
“He’s harassing her from in there. Making calls. Getting some family members to text her abuse.”
He sighs out audibly. “We know how he operates, Grey. He’s doing it to several of his exes. The problem is getting them to testify. They’re all afraid of him. For good reason.”
“And if she did, would she get some kind of protection from the state?”
“No way in hell. She wouldn’t qualify. And if I know him, he’ll be pleading not guilty, dragging it out and making it as painful as he can for everyone. Maybe during the trial, we could station an officer on her, but it could take two years for that to happen. There’s no budget for protecting domestic violence accusers around the clock. You know that. He's a vindictive bastard, and she’d be looking over her shoulder for two years.”
“But if she did make an official statement, could that be used to pressure him to take the plea in this assault case?”
“If all the exes came together, it would certainly provide extra incentive.”
“I’ve got a PI working on him, trying to find other victims.”
“Well, good luck. There could be ten of them. It’s irrelevant if they’re all too afraid.”
“What if we can link the text messages to his family? Could something be done about that?”
“She showed the police the messages when she made that one complaint. They’re encrypted, bouncing off servers all around the world. We’d need the FBI to trace them, but they’re not interested in exes threatening each other if no other crime has been committed. If we found the device, we could get a warrant but we can’t go searching phones randomly.”
He must hear my breath of irritation.
“Look. She could come to the police station, bring her phone and see if we can get anything off it.”
“I’ll talk to her about it,” I reply.
“And I’ll send someone down to see if he won’t accept this plea again.”
“He really messed that man up badly?”
“Oh yeah. It’s a life-altering injury. His family are trying to throw money at the victim to make the charges go away, but he’s standing firm. Brave man.”
I rub my forehead, staring at the table before me. “Thanks, Hunter.”
“You know this girl well?”
“I…” My eyes close.
No. I don’t… and yet somehow, I know her better than people I’ve known for years.
“Not well,” I reply.
“Alright. I have to go. It’s madness today.”
