Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

ALEX

"Report," I say to Ryan as I step into the Detention center where Leah is being held as she waits for trial which is the day after tomorrow.

Ryan falls into step with me as we walk, and he responds. "She hasn't said a word. She keeps pleading the Fifth. Detectives can't get anything out of her. She's been stonewalling since the moment she was brought in."

I stop walking and turn to face him slowly, my eyes narrowing.

"What?"

Ryan stiffens, swallowing hard. He looks like he's seen a damn ghost.

I stare at him, my jaw clenched so hard I'm shocked my teeth are not falling off.

"Ryan," I say with deadly calm, "you have ten seconds to explain what the hell you're talking about."

He flinches slightly, but then his eyes meet mine, "It seems she has someone backing her. Otherwise, why would she be so confident and arrogant with all this evidence against her?"

I breathe in through my nose, slowly, carefully. Hoping it will calm me down.

It doesn't.

It fucking makes me see red.

"She asked for her lawyer, but the idiot didn't even show up. But that didn't seem

to bother her. She's so sure she'll walk out free. I was going to report it to you, but...," he trails off.

I understand why he didn't. Luca's word is as final as mine, so he obviously took it as my order.

We step through the security doors,

When we reach the

arms crossed, I

seated with a slouched posture, casually chewing gum like she's waiting for a fucking nail appointment. The detective across from her

threaten the doctor in charge that night,

her gum and shrugs.

him to have

"Fifth." She smiles.

and I feel my blood

glass separating us feels like it's the only thing saving her right now. My jaw locks, muscles ticking as I watch her lean back like this is a joke. Like she didn't rip lives apart. Like she

she shouldn't have, and yet she wants to hide behind the Fifth like it's some designer

bitch is cocky. Smug. Delusional enough to

and end up shooting Sloane?" He asks, and my heart stops. A picture of my cousin lying in bed as she fights for her life with no guarantee of her

the

haven't unleashed in years not since

her lick her lips, chewing her gum like this

even realize I've moved until Ryan

off the

pale. I can

Good.

He should be afraid.

can't do that,

take my eyes off Leah as I step forward. Slowly. Like

you refuse a direct order from me?" I ask without

toward the

Click.

light above the