Page 74 of Her Darkest Possession

I can't help but mirror his expression and chuckle a little at his joke. "Fucking NYPD."

"Ain't that the truth." He looks at me. "I know it's not me they want."

"Yes." There's no point in pretending otherwise. "Still. If you need legal help, Daniel will be more than happy to take the case. He's very good."

"Oh, I'm sure he is. And thank you for the offer. But I think I'll be fine. Even if they put me away on bullshit charges, it won't be the first time. Everybody needs a good barber. Prisoners most of all."

"Indigo wouldn't like it.".

"No, she wouldn't." Marcus shifts in his seat, the handcuffs clinking. "Is Indie safe right now? Your people got her out of there?"

"She's home with her sister. They're both safe. I got a text from her right after they processed my bail."

Relief crosses his features. "Good. That's good." Then his eyes narrow. "And that guy in the suit?"

"Ryan Bennet?" I clarify.

"Yeah, him."

"He won't bother her tonight."

Ryan was laying a trap for me by arresting Marcus so publicly with TV cameras rolling. Motherfucker must've thought that I'm just another dumb thug in a suit.

But the thing with traps is that when someone lay them out so obviously for you, it's almost better to spring the trap first on your own terms.

Make them think that they're clever. Make them lower their guard. Make them believe that they have an upper hand.

I wanted to do a hell of a lot more to him.

But that part will come later.

For now, I'll have to be temporarily sated with seeing his body crash through the glass. And for what it's worth, that was satisfying as fuck.

"There's a story there, isn't there?" Marcus asks.

I clench my jaw at the question and nod.

"Did he hurt her?" Marcus asks directly.

I meet his gaze. "Yes."

He nods, but doesn't ask any more questions. But there's an unmistakable fire in his eyes. I know because it's the same one I can feel burning me up on the inside.

He loves Indigo like she's his own daughter. But as much as he loves her, he knows that he doesn't need to know about just how Ryan Bennet hurt her. He doesn't need to know that Ryan was the one who delivered Indigo to Grant.

Nor does he need to know about the fact that it was Ryan who forced her to sign that NDA.

There's a part of me that also suspects he doesn't want to know. Because if he knows, then he'll join me in delivering the vengeance she deserves.

He knows that if he does that, then Indigo risks losing him. And he knows that if Indigo loses him, then he wouldn't ever be able to forgive himself.

So, instead of asking for more details, he just asks. "What are you going to do now?"

"Nothing stupid," I reply.

He raises an eyebrow, clearly not believing me. But to his credit and my gratitude, he doesn't ask me any follow-up questions.

Marcus is old school. He's familiar with the risk of knowing too much. Between curiosity and plausible deniability, I know he'll choose plausible deniability every time.