CHAPTER 112

Thank God I kept them all.

I sat on the steps in front of the station and stared at the open driveway. Hopefully Chloe got my text and knew to pick me up. When it was obvious the interview was going to last longer than two hours, I told her to go home with Bray and told everyone what was happening. Besides, she had a little girl who picked up on things she couldn’t understand, and Milka needed her mama more than I did.

A silver Ford pulled into the lot and parks. I watched as a dark-haired girl with legs up to her armpits climbed out and headed toward me.

Leah.

“Shit,” she said simply. “Is it me or is your ex a serious fuckin’ asswipe?”

“It isn’t you.”

“Thank fuck.” Leah sat next to me. “Aiden’s never been arrested before.”

“I finally gave him a first.”

“Whoa.” Leah leaned back. “Finally? He called me two hours ago flippin’ his fuckin’ head because what the hell was his girl doin’ in the station?” She raised her eyebrows. “So before he gets out and busts my ass, how about you get in m