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"No. But she killed other people. She got what she deserved. She always wanted to be famous."
"Well, I think she might be after all this." She blew out a breath. "It's over, isn't it?"
"I think so, yes."
"And my mom…"
"Is no longer a suspect," he said with a smile.
She smiled back at him and gave him another hug. But that wasn't enough. He didn't care that his team was standing nearby. He gave her a long kiss before letting her go.
"That's to keep me going until later," he murmured. "I have work to do here. I'm going to have Savannah take you to my place, okay?"
"I can go home."
"Not yet. Just let me take care of you a while longer."
"All right. But Flynn…what should I say when they ask who was here?"
"Tell the truth."
She met his gaze. "About everything and everyone?"
His lips tightened. "I don't want you to lie."
"You let him go, Flynn."
"We made a deal. He would help me get you back, and I would let him walk. He said he came out of the shadows to save me."
"He tried, Flynn. He threw himself on Victoria. He took a bullet for you." She paused. "I didn't see him leave."
"Me, either. One minute he was there…"
"And the next minute he was gone," she finished.
He nodded. "That's the way I remember it."
"Flynn?" Savannah interrupted. "Damon is on his way over."
"Good."
"Wyatt is going to the hospital, to make sure Marcus is put under guard until we can get his statement. How can I help?"
"Could you take Callie to my apartment? She can give her statement to you."
"Sure."
He let Callie go. "I'll see you soon."
"Thanks for saving my life again."
"You had a hand in that yourself. You really are a fighter, Callie."
"So are you."
It was difficult to let her out of his sight. But he had a job to do. And he intended to make sure that Marcus paid for everything that he'd done.
Chapter Twenty-Five