Chapter 13: The Red Carpet

She never got within a hundred feet of me. I found that out four hours later, when Dante came back at dawn with rain on his coat and put his phone face-down on the counter and said, "It's handled." "Dante." "She's alive." He poured coffee like it was any other morning. "She's on a plane to a federal facility in Illinois with her bail revoked and eleven charges attached, and her family has formally disowned her to save what's left of their name." He glanced up. "I told you I'd stop being polite." "That's...