Page 147 of Tell Me All Your Lies

“I thought you would have sent someone else,” she continues.

“I did. They’re arresting the Marlin as we speak.”

“Okay… that’s good. Let’s go downstairs to help,” she says.

“They don’t need our help. Why don’t you meet us in the car,” he offers.

She can’t see the gun he still has pointed at me underneath his coat.

“Okay, Grant can come with me.”

“No, I’m afraid I need him in the building with me.”

Cara starts to walk toward us.

“Cara. This is a direct order.”

“You never call me Cara anymore,” she says.

Dodger sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose.

“Get the fuck out of here,” he shouts.

“No.”

“Collins. I didn’t want it to come to this.”

The door to the rooftop swings open, and Cordelia and Taby walk out.

“Well, well, well, we’re all together at last.”

“What’s going on here?” Cara asks.

“The director here is on our side,” Cordelia answers.

Cara snaps her focus back to Dodger. It’s overwhelming to witness the pain in her eyes. They were friends. How could I forget that?

“Dodger. Please don’t tell me that’s true,” she pleads.

“I tried, Cara. I really tried to get you out of here, but you just don’t listen. You never do.”

Cara’s eyes shut, and I can sense tears are threatening.

“Let her go. You have me,” I interject.

Dodger’s gaze spews venom at me.

“Oh, that’s right, Cara and Grant. You two actually got married, and now, what? That’s right, decided to actually fall in love,” Dodger spits out.

“Dodger, what’s happening? Why are you doing this?” Cara begs.

Dodger looks over at Cara and back to me and starts to pace.

“I never was the one meant to get the girl. No matter how much I tried. After Cara told me she would never consider me as anything else, I can admit, something changed. I became even more focused on work at the agency. Then over the years…” he trails off and pauses.

“Dodger,” Cara croaks.

I can see he’s breaking my wife’s heart from this omission, no matter how much we both want to stop him.

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