MAX
"What are you going to do with me?" Clay asks me once he's done explaining to Cami's Mom that he was just an ingrate pausing as family.
"Now we're going to get your fancy self back to jail."
"You wouldn't dare."
"Challenge accepted."
"No, Max, wait. Think this through. What are you subjecting Cami to?"
"What do you care? Worry about your own back."
"She'll die in there. She'll... She'll... Maybe she'll even lose the baby. You don't have evidence that I made Krystal have a miscarriage. I will get acquitted while Cami suffers in there. If you care about her, you'll let me go and I'll never press charges for what she did to me."
My phone pings in the drawer.
I get to my feet and I round the desk. Relief runs through me when I check the text message.
It simply says;
It's done.
