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gave him a full back, scalp, arm, and shoulder rub down.
When my hands felt like they were about to fall off, I leaned forward and laid down; my chest to his back. I kissed the side of his neck and breathed him in. I truly was sorry. Not that I saw Cooper, because I’d upset Caleb.
Alex and Zander made “hold me” noises, so I lifted them onto Caleb and held them steady while I climbed off and kneeled on the floor. “I love— Whoa. Ouch.” Little hands found my ponytail and yanked. “Come here, you stinkers.” I extracted their hands from my hair and sat on the edge of the couch. “Oh my God, it’s a Ramsey mountain.” I bent forward to give them kisses. “Ooh, they have my hair again.” I again untangled chubby little hands out of my hair.
Caleb started laughing which caused me to laugh. I held the boys and Caleb flipped onto his stomach. He played with them, looking as if his past stress had eased. I left to start their bath water, hoping I was forgiven.
Kiddos in bed for the night, I met Caleb in his office, also known as our dining room. He talked on the phone so I collapsed into an extra chair and listened to his half of the conversation.
“Good . . . Yeah, the one time him being a narcissistic asshole worked in our favor . . . I appreciate the heads up . . . I owe ya one, thanks. Yup, bye.” He hung up.
“Is Adam the narcissistic asshole and how is that in our favor?” I sat forward, on alert for any information.
He relaxed into his chair, or tried to. I could tell the dining room chair wasn’t comfortable for him. “He is. It seems we have good news and bad news. Adam wouldn’t talk at first. The judge denied him bail which seemed to piss him off and make him clam up even more. Lucky for the detectives, he’s such a textbook case of narcissism that all it took was insulting his intelligence a couple of times and he started singing. Told them everything in exchange for a plea deal.”
“So the plea deal is where the bad news comes in?”
He nodded. “They worked out a deal for him to plead guilty to second degree murder for Belinda Nord, and attempted murder for shooting Cooper. The number of months to be served is still being discussed, but it’s pretty much a done deal. If he doesn’t plead guilty he’ll also get charged for fleeing police and his attack on you.”
I jerked my head back in surprise. “He’s not being charged with his attack on me as long as he pleads guilty?” I blinked several times, my head buzzing. I didn’t remember standing, but found myself on my feet with my hands on the desk, staring into Caleb’s eyes. “This psycho tries to kill me and so what? He’s not going to be held responsible for that?”
He grasped one of my hands, leading me around the table to sit on his lap. “He wouldn’t admit to the attack on you. With his disguise on camera and Nord dead, the prosecutors didn’t feel they could win a case against him for his role in your attack. There were no other witnesses. Katie or Brett didn’t get a good look at him.”
“And the charge of being a fugitive?” Why wouldn’t they nail this guy with everything they could?
Caleb wrapped his arms around me. “He’ll be removed from society for decades and save the taxpayers the burden of paying for a trial. I’m glad you don’t have to sit on the stand where he can see you. I don’t want you anywhere near him ever again.”
I didn’t want to be near him ever again, nor did I want the publicity a trial might bring. I saw the prosecutor’s point, but I hated that he’d skate responsibility for stalking me, stabbing me, and hiding out from the law.
“So who were you talking to when I came in?” I found it hard to believe the police would consider keeping Caleb informed a priority.
“One of my contacts at the Tipton P.D.” Belinda’s apartment was in Tipton, where Adam was captured and Cooper was shot. “I don’t have Adam’s side of the story yet. Seems it’s being kept under
When my hands felt like they were about to fall off, I leaned forward and laid down; my chest to his back. I kissed the side of his neck and breathed him in. I truly was sorry. Not that I saw Cooper, because I’d upset Caleb.
Alex and Zander made “hold me” noises, so I lifted them onto Caleb and held them steady while I climbed off and kneeled on the floor. “I love— Whoa. Ouch.” Little hands found my ponytail and yanked. “Come here, you stinkers.” I extracted their hands from my hair and sat on the edge of the couch. “Oh my God, it’s a Ramsey mountain.” I bent forward to give them kisses. “Ooh, they have my hair again.” I again untangled chubby little hands out of my hair.
Caleb started laughing which caused me to laugh. I held the boys and Caleb flipped onto his stomach. He played with them, looking as if his past stress had eased. I left to start their bath water, hoping I was forgiven.
Kiddos in bed for the night, I met Caleb in his office, also known as our dining room. He talked on the phone so I collapsed into an extra chair and listened to his half of the conversation.
“Good . . . Yeah, the one time him being a narcissistic asshole worked in our favor . . . I appreciate the heads up . . . I owe ya one, thanks. Yup, bye.” He hung up.
“Is Adam the narcissistic asshole and how is that in our favor?” I sat forward, on alert for any information.
He relaxed into his chair, or tried to. I could tell the dining room chair wasn’t comfortable for him. “He is. It seems we have good news and bad news. Adam wouldn’t talk at first. The judge denied him bail which seemed to piss him off and make him clam up even more. Lucky for the detectives, he’s such a textbook case of narcissism that all it took was insulting his intelligence a couple of times and he started singing. Told them everything in exchange for a plea deal.”
“So the plea deal is where the bad news comes in?”
He nodded. “They worked out a deal for him to plead guilty to second degree murder for Belinda Nord, and attempted murder for shooting Cooper. The number of months to be served is still being discussed, but it’s pretty much a done deal. If he doesn’t plead guilty he’ll also get charged for fleeing police and his attack on you.”
I jerked my head back in surprise. “He’s not being charged with his attack on me as long as he pleads guilty?” I blinked several times, my head buzzing. I didn’t remember standing, but found myself on my feet with my hands on the desk, staring into Caleb’s eyes. “This psycho tries to kill me and so what? He’s not going to be held responsible for that?”
He grasped one of my hands, leading me around the table to sit on his lap. “He wouldn’t admit to the attack on you. With his disguise on camera and Nord dead, the prosecutors didn’t feel they could win a case against him for his role in your attack. There were no other witnesses. Katie or Brett didn’t get a good look at him.”
“And the charge of being a fugitive?” Why wouldn’t they nail this guy with everything they could?
Caleb wrapped his arms around me. “He’ll be removed from society for decades and save the taxpayers the burden of paying for a trial. I’m glad you don’t have to sit on the stand where he can see you. I don’t want you anywhere near him ever again.”
I didn’t want to be near him ever again, nor did I want the publicity a trial might bring. I saw the prosecutor’s point, but I hated that he’d skate responsibility for stalking me, stabbing me, and hiding out from the law.
“So who were you talking to when I came in?” I found it hard to believe the police would consider keeping Caleb informed a priority.
“One of my contacts at the Tipton P.D.” Belinda’s apartment was in Tipton, where Adam was captured and Cooper was shot. “I don’t have Adam’s side of the story yet. Seems it’s being kept under
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