“No, you don’t. Farewell, Mr. Pierpont. I hope you and your miserable daughter can have a good life... regardless of your faults.”
Justin didn’t dare turn his back on the other man. Since Tony was capable of planning Justin’s murder, he was sure the scoundrel would be capable of plunging a knife in his back on his own.
Slowly, he stepped backwards toward the door, keeping a cautious eye on the other man. Justin prayed Brooke had gotten out of the study somehow. Brad had promised to help her.
As he reached the door, he heard several voices outside mere seconds before someone pounded on the door. He quickly opened it before Tony could stop him. Five F.B.I. agents rushed into the house, all of them wearing their protective gear and holding guns.
“Tony Pierpont, you’re under arrest for attempted murder and premeditated murder.” Two men grabbed Tony and pushed him against the wall. “We will also charge you with harboring illegal immigrants and falsifying ID’s and social security cards.”
“You have no proof!” Tony shouted.
The man in charge put his face close to Tony’s and growled. “Do you honestly think we’d arrest you without any proof?” He shook his head. “You’re going down, Pierpont, and you’ll be locked up for life if I have anything to do with it.” He glanced at the other agents. “Take this scum away.”
Justin breathed a sigh of relief. The man in charge moved toward him, nodding.
“You must be Brad Young’s friend.”
“I’m Justin Monroe.”
“Well, you have a brave woman who took some very incriminating pictures. And, with your testimony, there will be no way Mr. Pierpont will be able to escape justice.”
Justin’s heart quickened. “Is Brooke outside?”
The F.B.I. agent nodded. “She’s with Mr. Young.”
“Thank you, sir.” Justin dashed out of the door. Immediately, he saw Brooke and Brad. He also noticed Robin and another woman standing with some police officers. Robin sobbed uncontrollably. Justinalmostfelt sorry for her.
“Justin!” Brooke shouted and ran toward him.
He gathered her in his arms, holding her close. He kissed the top of her head. “I’m so glad you were able to get out.”
“Yes. Thanks to Brad.” Brooke smiled up at him. “Your friend helped me out of the window. He had his F.B.I. friends ready to see the pictures that I took.”
Justin glanced over her as Brad walked up to them, grinning. “It seems, the F.B.I. had been keeping a close eye on Tony Pierpont. With Brooke’s pictures, that’s all they needed to arrest the man.”
Happiness grew inside of Justin and he couldn’t stop smiling. Finally, he wouldn’t have to look over his shoulder worried that someone was trying to kill him. And he was especially happy that the Pierpont family was out of his life for good so that he could focus all of his love and attention on a very special woman.My angel.
