“I did.” I chuckled. “She told me she loves me too.”
“Does this mean what I think it means?” he asked.
“Yeah. We’re officially a couple, and she moved in.”
“I’m happy for you, Parker. Damn.” He smiled, shaking his head. “It’s good to have my brother back.”
“It’s good to be back.” I grinned.
“What about her work? Is she still going to do what she does?”
“We haven’t talked about that yet. But if she chooses to, there’s nothing I can do. I promised her I would love her unconditionally, no matter what. She’s not the type of woman to sit around and do nothing. They turned her into a weapon. It’s all she knows.”
“Maybe send her to talk to Charlotte Kind.”
“I was thinking about that. She’s worried about the family.”
“Why?” Roman’s brows furrowed.
“She’s not used to families, and they freak her out. I was thinking maybe Charlotte could help her with that. But I can’t just ask Paige to go see her. She’ll think I’m trying to change her or something, which I’m not. I just want to help her adjust to our world.”
“Maybe go talk to Charlotte yourself. Have Conner and her over for dinner one night and leave them to talk.”
“That’s a good idea. Thanks, bro.” I grinned. Glancing at my watch, I had a meeting with the district attorney about one of my clients in ten minutes. “The DA will be here soon. I’ll talk to you later.”
I was in my office going over my case when my secretary popped her head in. “District Attorney Reynolds is in conference room two.”
“Thanks. I’ll be down in a minute.”
Closing the folder, I tucked it under my arm, grabbed my coffee, and walked into the conference room.
“John.” I nodded, taking a seat across from him.
“Parker.” He slid a file folder across the table. “Two years. Plead guilty to aggravated assault, and we’ll recommend a reduced sentence.”
I didn’t open the file. Leaning back in my chair, I placed my hands behind my head.
“Two years?” My brow raised.
“Your client is lucky to get this deal. It normally carries a sentence of up to ten years.”
I opened the folder and quickly skimmed the document inside. “This isn’t a deal, John.”
“I’d say it’s a generous offer,” he said.
“For someone who committed the crime. Which my client didn’t.”
“From where I sit, the evidence isn’t looking good for your client.”
“You mean the evidence you fabricated?”
“Be careful where you’re going with that, Parker.” He pointed at me. “There’s a witness.”
“Oh, right. The witness who suddenly remembered every detail two weeks later. And after being interviewed by your investigators three separate times.”
“If you’re suggesting misconduct on our part, I will not tolerate it.”
“I’m not implying misconduct, John. I’m only saying that your case heavily relies on testimony that won’t hold up under cross-examination. You want my client to plead guilty to something he didn’t do so your office can quickly close the case.”