Bad Boy Savior (Bad Boy 4)

My cell dinged and I checked it.

AMY: How are you?

CELIA: I'm at my Aunt Diane's trying to figure out what to do.

AMY: Do you want me to come over and spend time with you? Whatever you need. Should I bring tequila?

&nbs

p; I smiled, glad that I had as good a friend as Amy.

CELIA: No, it’s all right. I'm here for a while, but then I'll go back to the warehouse. Hunter was arrested.

AMY: WHAT??? Did he kill Spencer? Not that I'm sad Spencer's dead but… They arrested Hunter?

CELIA: Yeah… He was furious when he saw my neck after Spencer choked me, but I can't believe Hunter would actually kill him. Hunter was an officer in the Marines. He's not the type to lose control and just murder someone…

AMY: Oh, God, I hope not. Have you talked to him?

CELIA: Nope. But his lawyer did send me an email. He’s been charged and because it was murder, there'll be no bail. He'll be held at the jail until the grand jury decides whether to indict him.

AMY: Okay. Let me know if you need anything. Do you need me to contact your profs about class?

CELIA: Already did. My advisor contacted them for me and I'm on a leave of absence for a week or two if I need it.

AMY: When is the funeral? I suppose you have to arrange that. It must be hard for you to do it.

CELIA: I do. It's not like Graham can take over, and my mom is a mess. Aunt Diane's already looking after mom. I'll have a quiet viewing and that's it. No funeral. No mass. Nothing. He was a bastard, Amy. He was being investigated for being part of a child prostitution ring. Who would go to his funeral anyway?

AMY: He was? You never said…

CELIA: Yeah, Hunter told me.

AMY: What a huge fall from grace. To think he was the DA.

CELIA: I know. I can't imagine what will happen when that story gets out. There were already reporters at my mom's place. When they learn what he was being investigated for, it will be mayhem. UGH.

AMY: I know. I'll be there for you, sweets.

CELIA: Thanks. I'll talk to you later. Maybe we can have a beer or something. I'll need to get away from it all at some point.

AMY: Let me know. Bye.

CELIA: Bye.

I watched my mom sleep on the sofa, her face pasty, her eyes puffy from crying. Only her breakthrough dose of morphine could take away her pain for a while, making her sleep through the afternoon and evening.

"Your poor mom," Aunt Diane said, sitting beside me on the sofa, her arm around me. "She must be so upset. I know none of us liked Spencer, but she loved him. He looked after her all this time. She must be so afraid."

"We'll look after her better," I said. "He didn't really take care of her. He let her become addicted to morphine and she's slept most of her life away since they've been together."

"I know that but your mom only knows her husband was murdered."

I sighed and watched my mother sleep, wondering when Hunter would get out of custody and when I'd see him again. I wanted to see him, to make sure he was all right. I needed to look in his eyes and have him tell me he had nothing to do with Spencer's death.

As much as I hated Spencer and was relieved that he was dead, I didn't want to think that Hunter had done it and would go to jail probably for decades to pay for it.

I was selfish like that. I wanted Hunter for myself.