Page 80 of In Death, Love Survives

Jessica barges in, looking panicked.

“What was that all about?”

“Wolfe Walker.”

“All that because of Walker?”

“Yes.”

“Wow,” she says.

“Can you move Mr. Walker’s appointment to be in my office today, please?”

“No problem. I’ll notify the officers now.”

“Thank you.”

Jessica hesitates to leave.

“I’m okay,” I say.

“Are you sure? That was… a lot.”

“I promise I’m fine.”

She bobs her head and gives me a weak smile as she closes the door shut.

Hours go by,and I hear the sound of Wolfe’s voice. He’s with Officer Walls, being told to go on in by Jessica. It’s not as late as it was the last time he visited my office, but I’m still grateful for the more private time together rather than being subjected to video cameras.

When the door opens, I spot Officer Walls first, followed by Wolfe.

“Good afternoon, Dr. Fletcher,” Wolfe says with a giant grin.

Walls shakes his head and closes the door behind him as he goes. Wolfe clicks it shut and waits until the coast is clear before he comes over to my desk. I stand up, ready to give him a hug, when he suddenly scoops me up in the air.

I hitch my skirt up and wrap my legs around his waist, holding on tight around his neck.

“What are you today?” I ask.

“A fucking ten, baby.”

Wolfe leans up and kisses me like it’s a new age. As if it’s a promise of what could be between us. I pull back, slightly out of breath, and beam.

Wolfe keeps me in his arms as he walks over to the door. With one hand holding me up, he uses the other to slowly lock it.

“I heard the news,” I say.

“You did?”

Wolfe sets me down on the ground but keeps hold of my hand.

“I did. I’m so happy for you.”

We break apart and sit down in my open guest chairs.

“I couldn’t believe it myself.”

“Tell me how it happened?”