Epilogue
Ruth stood for the last time in the bedroom of her cottage. It had been eight weeks since she was rescued from being kidn*pped by Signor Coats and Steven Waters. Payback for forcing Coats to take the money he would personally acquire and forcing him to pay his staff members back what he had stolen from their pension pots. Walter’s reasoning was only one thing. Greed. The man had been easily bought with a promise of a large payout. The crazy thing was, no ransom had been sent, and Coats had no money to pay the greedy PI for his part. Both men were remanded in custody awaiting trial.
Smiling at her reflection in the long mirror on the back of her door, she could not believe the difference between this wedding, and her hurried nuptials to Clay, back in a tent, on an army base wi
