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I snort and hold her close.

“Damn, I love my wife.”

She giggles into my shoulder, and I feel her joy; her laughter wrap around my heart.

“You’re my favorite puzzle,” I tell her.

She blinks and her eyes water. “I think that’s the most romantic thing you’ve ever said.”

I smile and brush her tear away.

“So maybe your husbandisa little romantic.”

She huffs. “Let’s not get ahead of ourselves.”

The Kensingtons might be behind bars, but a case this size requires a lot more work. It doesn’t end with arrests. They ended up finding multiple bodies throughout Kensington Ranch, so murder was added to the long list of charges.

Court dates are coming up, and Shiloh has been a nervous wreck. I hate that she has to even look at Grey again. But it’s the reality. And she’s a strong woman. She told me she could do it, and I trust her to tell me otherwise.

I had to meet Agent Beckett at his office this time. They had some questions for me, and more paperwork.So much paperwork.The wheels of justice might be slow, but the roads are made of paperwork.

Lawrence goes over a few things, asks about Shiloh, then leans back with an odd expression.

“So I have one other thing for you. I wasn’t sure what to make of it. I’m hoping you can shed some light on it.” “Alright,” I say, expecting the worst. I can’t control what Grey said, but I still stand by my word against his.

“Grey Kensington said that you tried to cover up an assault from his ex-girlfriend, who he claims is your wife. His words, not mine, and if this is true, does it have anything to do with the possession or the activities of the Kensingtons?” Lawrence asks.

“Yes, my wife is his ex, and not too long ago he beat her bloody to try to keep her quiet. But I don’t have the slightest clue what he’s talking about,” I tell Lawrence with a straight face.

He’s quiet for a moment, and he nods. “I figured as much. He’s scrambling for a way to make a deal and keep himself out of his future home of life imprisonment.”

“I’m sure he’ll say anything,” I say.

“They usually do.”

Chapter 47

Shiloh

FiveWeeksLater

I’d like to say that was one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do, but I’d be lying. Ledger holds my hand tightly as we walk out of the courthouse. I finished my time on the stand, and sure, it sucked looking at the Kensingtons and having to tell a group of strangers what he did to me, what they did to others. But if it’s what will put them away forever, then it’s fine with me.

They found the man’s body too. It was buried out in one of their pastures.

I think the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do was not telling my husband that I love him. That pain matches up to getting myself into the clinic after Grey beat me. A different kind of physical pain, but pain nonetheless. But we’re on the other side of it.

I’m so glad we’re done.

I don’t ever have to come back.

Ledger tugs on my hand. “Are you hungry?” he asks.

I shake my head. “I just want to go home.”

“Yes, ma’am,” he says, leading us to the parking garage.

Now I’m about to do another scary thing. I know I have no reason to be scared, and he won’t be surprised, but I’m still nervous.