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“He didn’t stop it either. And he was the one person who could have exposed Jake’s secrets.” Drake finishes for her.
Callie nods. “Exactly.”
“But what does all this mean?” I ask. “Callie, you can never let Jake know who you are now. You’d be putting yourself at risk, and maybe even your son too.”
“My son is very well protected, I assure you. And while I have no desire to see that piece of shit again, he has the entire Boston police force on his side. Oh yeah, I’ve kept tabs on him. If he wants to pin Brad’s murder on you, he won’t stop until that’s what he’s done. I will happily do whatever I need to if it means preventing him from ruining your life the way he tried to ruin mine.” She pulls a brown envelope from her purse and hands it to Nathan. “But I hope this is enough and that it never has to come to that.”
Nathan slides the envelope across his desk. “This is Michaela Mulcahy’s written statement of everything that happened to her and her mom, and it’s sure as hell gonna be enough to get Jake to back down.”
I lean back in my chair, my entire body trembling as her words sink in. I thought I knew Brad and Jake. And I knew they weren’t good men, but now that I know the true extent of the things they’re capable of…
“I will never let him anywhere near you again, Mia,” Lorenzo says, his voice calm and reassuring.
I swallow the huge knot of anxiety balled in my throat. I know I’m safe with Lorenzo. He’d protect me from harm even if it meant hurting himself, but if Jake is determined to have me arrested for murder—one that I actually committed—I have no idea how he can stop that from happening. Not unless he can persuade Jake to drop it.
“So we confront him with the information and warn him that if he doesn’t stay the fuck away from Mia, we’ll make sure Michaela’s statement goes public?” Lorenzo’s question is met with nods of approval from Drake and Callie.
“I’ll go to trial to see that sick fuck suffer if I have to,” Callie adds.
“Don’t do anything stupid, buddy,” Nathan warns Lorenzo. “I can speak with him. Lay it all out on the line right here in my office.”
“That sounds like a good plan.” I don’t want Lorenzo getting himself into trouble.
Lorenzo turns to me. “No, tesoro. I will look him in the eyes when I threaten his life if he ever comes anywhere near you again. It’s not up for negotiation.”
Callie grins. “I wish I could be there to see it too.”
“So, it’s settled then? You’ll speak to him yourself?” Nathan asks Lorenzo. “And I meanspeak.”
“I’ll be good. I’ll take Dante and Max,” he replies with a hint of a smirk.
Drake laughs. “He’s gonna shit his pants.”
“Good.” Callie stands and sets her coffee mug down on the table beside her. “I have to catch that plane back if I’m gonna make my meeting later.”
“Of course. Thank you so much for coming, Ms. Stretton,” Nathan says, standing to escort her out.
“Thank you for flying me here on your fancy private jet,” she says with a chuckle. “Not every day a girl gets to see one of them.”
I jump up and give her another impromptu hug. “Thank you so much, Callie. For everything.”
“My pleasure, honey. I hope he leaves you in peace now.” I smile at her, trying to think of something appropriate to say back, but she winks at me. “I found my own peace a long time ago, don’t you worry about me.”
Nathan returns to the office after escorting her out and grabs his coat. “If you don’t need me for anything else, I have a whole fuckload of shit to deal with in New York.”
“Thanks for everything, compagno.” Lorenzo wraps the other man in a hug. “I owe you.”
Nathan hugs him back. “You will never owe me, buddy, and you know it.”
ChapterSixty-Nine
LORENZO
“You sure we can’t just tie him up and torture the sick fuck to death?” Max asks as we duck across the road to Jake Mulcahy’s house under the cover of night.
“Don’t give him fucking ideas, Max,” Dante says with a sigh.
“Hey, I’m good with the plan,” I assure him. “No sense having to dispose of a cop’s dead body when we have enough information to scare the fuck shitless.” I’m not lying; I will stick to the plan. But I intend to deal with the twisted piece of shit my way in the future.
