“Stop me,” she growled.
“Oh, we damn sure will,” said Mitch standing in front of her with Brooks.
“Get out of my way!”
“I don’t think so bitch. You’re not getting near my wife or anyone’s wife, or husband for that matter, ever again.”
“Wh-who are you?”
“They’re the men that showed me the light,” said Lawrence stepping out of the hallway. “Hello, Gloria. So glad you were predictable.”
“Lawrence. Lawrence, darling this is all a mistake. It’s that woman! That woman calling herself a doctor! She’s, she’s,” she stammered.
“She’s my wife and the mother of our children,” said Mitch. “And you will never get near her.”
Marnie walked out of the back with Angel on one side of her, Patrick on the other. She stared at Gloria. No fear. No loathing.
“You. You ruined my son!”
“Your son ruined himself because of you. Everything he became, is because of you. Your desire for the drugs, you desire to ruin your husbands, to kill them. All of it was you. You’re a horrible, deceptive, callus woman. No man deserves to have a mother like you, or a wife.”
“You’re going to die,” she sneered. Piper was suddenly hovering over the woman, along with several others. “Get away from me you Amazon!”
“Amazon?” smiled Piper. “I’d be proud to be called such a warrior. I’m going to show you what truly strong women can do.”
Piper ripped the bag from her shoulder, handing it to Jill. She searched the bag, setting two syringes on the counter, three pill bottles, a knife, and a small handgun.
“Those are mine!”
“Thank you for that admission,” smirked Mitch. “It will make the arrest so much easier.”
Before she could say another word, she was in handcuffs and taken out of the building.
“Is it over?” asked Marnie.
“Almost. She’ll be formally charged, held without bail, and eventually go to trial. Depending on what we can find with the examination of the other husbands, she may face multiple counts of murder,” said Mitch.
“But she won’t get near you,” said Christopher. “We’ll make sure of that.”
“So, I can go back to work, as usual?” she asked.
“Well,” said Layla. “We will welcome you back on limited duty until the babies are born. For your safety and theirs.”
“I can handle that,” she smiled. “Right now, I’m terribly hungry.”
“Well,” grinned Ambry, “that’s a good thing. I recommend a good hearty breakfast, daddy.” Mitch smiled, shaking his head as tears filled his eyes.
“Hey. Hey, Mitch, was that scary?” asked Marnie.
“Scary? Baby, no. It was a fucking dream come true. You, these babies, my family. We did what we do best. We took care of one another, saved you and the babies. Probably saved some other poor bastard from some horrible fate.”
“You saved this poor bastard,” smirked Lawrence. “I can’t thank you all enough. We’re going to head back home today since they’re both in custody. We’ve all got some thinking to do and thanks to your staff, we’ve been connected to some great counselors in our area.”
“We wish you the best of luck, Lawrence. Let us know how you’re all doing,” said Mitch. The man waved as he left the building, headed back to New Orleans to get his friends.
“With any luck they’ll get over this and be able to move on,” said Marnie.
“It’s going to take some time,” said Ashley. “We’ve been talking to them all. There’s a lot of guilt and shame with what they went through. It’s not theirs to own but it’s hard to tell such successful men that they failed.”
