Page 24 of Twisted Betrayal

Chapter Ten

On Wednesday morning, his phone rang.When he saw Derek’s number, he reached for it.

“Hello.”

Derek chuckled.“They got her.”

“Who?”

“The cops.She’s in custody right now.”

“How did it happen so quickly?”

“I called in an anonymous tip about a drug dealer,” Derek said and laughed.

Rick grinned.

“They found twenty-ounce bags of meth ready to sell and other drug paraphernalia in her car and a pound of pot in her apartment.There was also fentanyl and GHB.That was something she already had.They also found a lot of stolen items like expensive purses, jewelry, and clothing.It sounds like they’re getting lists from her old employers of the things stolen.If they can match enough up, she’ll be convicted of employer theft, and since it’s over seven hundred dollars, it’s a felony.She could be facing some serious time with her previous arrests.The penalty for theft of thousands of dollars and selling drugs could be as long as thirty years.”

Rick was totally shocked.“How the hell did you manage that?”

“I have people, and those people have people.”

Rick snorted and rolled his eyes.

“This means you’re free to do whatever you want,” Derek said.

“I think I’ll take my beautiful wife out for dinner,” Rick said.

“Good idea.If you like seafood, a restaurant opened on the south side of the city, and it’s really good.”

“That sounds wonderful.I’ll ask her.Man, I owe you.”

Derek grunted.“No, you don’t.It pissed me off that someone tried to fuck with you guys.I was glad to help in any way I could.”

“Well, thank you.How about I take you to the restaurant you just told me about sometime soon?”

“Oh, like a date?”Derek asked.

“Fuck off.”

Rick hung up with the sound of his friend’s laughter.He sat back and thought about the last few weeks.It was the hardest time they’d had in their marriage, and they came out stronger.The situation had been horrible, but he was pleased with the way it turned out.

He stood and went to find his wife.He got a whiff of cookies and headed that way.He stood in the kitchen doorway, leaned against the wall, and watched Riley.It looked like a hundred cookies were already on the racks, cooling, and she was putting in more.

“How many cookies do you think we need?”he asked.

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