“I’ve arranged for him to stay all day with his after-school sitter, Billie Jean. She lives in a ground-floor apartment directly below mine. I’ll let her know you’re coming.”
“Don’t expect any miracles, okay?” Grayson frowned as he massaged his injured shoulder. “We’ll hang out. Get to know each other. But you’ve got to be prepared that he could change his mind about me. May not want anything to do with me. Or it could backfire entirely—ramp up his anger or what you call his cop obsession.”
“That’s a risk I have to take, isn’t it?” She reluctantly drew her eyes from his too-magnetic gaze and stood, noting uneasily that the sky had fully darkened. “I have to go. I left Cory with Billie Jean. But I can’t thank you enough, Mr. Wallace...Grayson.”
She quickly turned away, hurried out the door and onto the street. Filling her lungs with the still-warm night air, she offered a silent word of thanks.
God was answering her tear-filled prayers.
But what was she getting Cory and herself into, allowing another police officer into their lives?
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