“I’m gonna need a full recap of how you managed this,” I tell Liam as we jump in the truck. “And a copy of that recording. Otherwise, Everleigh’s never gonna believe this.”

We go to the police station to provide the evidence with our statements. With the reports I filed in Lawton Ridge and the recordings from tonight, there’s enough to charge her.

“In the event she gets out on bail before the hearing, I’d suggest filing a temporary restraining order. That way, if she’s stupid enough to come near you again, she’ll get thrown back into jail,” Detective Gains explains.

“Definitely do that,” Liam interjects. “I’ve had a few guys come for me after bailing out. Not fun times.”

I’ll do whatever they suggest just to be safe. “The judge may have you return to testify, but you’ll be kept in the loop.” I shake the detective’s hand and thank him for helping.

“Sure thing. Liam’s been an integral part of us putting dozens of criminals back behind bars. It’s always nice when we can return the favor,” he states.

“Stop kissing his ass!” Huddy blurts out from his desk.

I enjoy hearing them give each other shit, but I hold back my laughter.

Gains hands over his card and says he’ll be in touch. Although this won’t be over until Krystal’s locked away permanently, I’ll sleep better knowing she’ll finally get what she deserves. No more threatening texts or creepy pictures of my sister and niece, and no more fucking with the woman I love.

“I should call Everleigh and Tyler, and tell them where I am so they don’t worry,” I tell Liam as he drives me back to the hotel. “I don’t know who I should be more concerned about—Tyler or Everleigh. I think they’re both gonna want to kill me.”

“Guess I should tell ya then. Tyler called me this morning and asked if I’d heard from you. I didn’t wanna lie, so I told him the truth. Let him know what we planned and that you’d call once it was over.”

Shit.

“I can’t imagine he was happy.” I groan.

“Actually, he was. Said he had a suspicion you called me and wanted to make sure you were okay,” he explains.

“Wow. I’m glad he gave me your number. Couldn’t have done this without you.”

“No, you couldn’t have.” Liam laughs. “But it was fun.”

I choke-snort at his casual tone. “You and I have two totally different definitions of fun.”

He shrugs, then parks in front of the lobby entrance. “Probably. My wife won’t be happy to know I got shot, but she knew the risks of my job before she married me.”