“With what?”
“A cup. The object is beside the point. Disturbing the peace,” he continued as I flung his door open.
“I was the only one around.”
“And Bea had to witness it. She’s traumatized. Just ask her.”
“She seemed perfectly fine as she was laughing at me.”
“Then disorderly conduct. No one gets away with throwing milkshakes in my town. That’s just uncivilized.”
I was about to take a seat when Maverick rushed over, yanking the chair away from me. “Whoa, whoa, whoa. What do you think you’re doing?”
“Taking a seat. That’s usually what people do when they come in for a meeting.”
“Yes, what people do when they’re not covered in milkshake. You, my friend, reek of strawberries. I’m afraid I can’t let you sit down and make my office smell like…that.”
Rolling my eyes, I shifted and leaned against the wall instead. “Is this better?”
“Well, it’s not ideal, but yes.”
Walking around behind his desk, he made a point of getting comfortable in his chair before grinning up at me.
“So, what can I do for you today?”
“You know what you can do,” I gritted out. “I called you on the way here.”
“Right, right, right,” he nodded, as if he actually forgot about it all. “Well, I’ve done as you asked and looked into Wyatt’s shop, but I’m sorry to tell you, I can’t find a single thing that’s not above board.”
“You dug into his financials?”
“Well,” he chuckled. “It’s only been about fifteen minutes since you messaged me, and I don’t actually have the authority or the capability to dig into the financials of a business that gives me no cause to investigate them.”
“The car was destroyed on their property. Surely, that gives you the right to investigate them!”
“Possibly, but that’s a stretch.”
“I thought you weren’t above helping me out,” I snarled.
“Not at all, but at least make it plausible. If I start digging around Wyatt’s business for no reason, that’s only going to stir up trouble.”
Sighing, I didn’t know what else to do. It seemed like no matter how much I pivoted, it always bit me in the ass.
“Unless…”
“Unless what?” I asked, hoping he had some brilliant scheme in mind.
“Unless a certain someone could be convinced to file assault charges.”
I knew he was baiting me, trying to get me to focus on the bigger picture, but the bigger picture was getting me nowhere. I had to take out Wyatt.
I narrowed my eyes at him, wondering what the hell he was talking about. “You didn’t already do that?”
“I caught up to her after I heard the rumors. She says she doesn’t want to file charges. Probably because she doesn’t want to get her boss in trouble.”
“But if she did file, he would be gone?”
Maverick bobbed his head from side to side in thought. “Maybe, maybe not. It depends on how it goes. Technically, he would be off the streets for a few days.”
