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number.” Sara beamed. “And we’ve got the rival dealer and one of his customers in custody. The boot prints, the fake fur, all of it lines up. We even got the gun.”
    He let out another breath he hadn’t realized he had been holding.
    “So, what is it Sean?”
    “Put your coat on. I need to show you something.”
    “Okay.”
    She had just slipped her second arm in the sleeve when he walked over and snapped on handcuffs—one to her wrist, the other to his.
    “Sean?”
    “Not one word right now. Please. Just trust me. Come on.”
    She moved in line with him. “Where are you taking me?”
    “Like I said, I need you to trust me.”
    His heart was pounding. He had tunnel vision and his appendages tingled with adrenaline as he led her to the parking lot and his beat-up Chevy.
    “This part will be tricky.”
    Sara was laughing. “What are you doing?”
    “You’ve heard the saying, you sound like a parrot?” He laughed. “I’ll slip through the passenger side and over the console.” He started to put his plan into action and realized the futility of it.
    “You’re crazy—”
    He pressed his index finger to her lips and her eyes met his.
    “I’m going to undo us. For now.”
    She blinked and her forehead tightened, then she nodded.
    He slid the key in and released the cuffs. “Please, get in.” Sean held the door open for her and shut it once she was inside. He ran around, as fast as he could, to the driver’s side and turned the ignition before he lost the nerve.
    “It’s just a short drive.”
    “Do we really have time for this? Sean, what happened at the lawyer’s this afternoon? You’re acting funny.”
    He felt her eyes on his profile but didn’t look over at her. If he did, he’d lose the necessary courage. They say that with money comes confidence, but maybe he hadn’t had it long enough. He didn’t remember being this timid ever before.
    “Just trust me, Sara. I will explain everything.”
    The drive went in silence. He didn’t know what she was thinking, but from her energy, he read confusion and intrigue. He took that as a good sign.
    He, on the other hand, was coaxing his heart rate to slow down before he knocked off with a heart attack.
    He parallel parked. “All right, we’re here.”
    “The capital building?”
    He swallowed roughly. He figured there was one movie he could mirror. This might not be the Empire State Building, but they had waited a long time to be together, and it was a gorgeous architectural sight.
    “Sean?”
    He squeezed her hand and then got out of the car.
    She waited until he came around to open the door for her.
    Her eyes were moist as he leaned over to her level and reached for her hand. “Come with me, please.”
    She wet her lips. “On one condition.”
    “Anything.”
    “No more handcuffs.” She laughed, a normally soothing sound, but this time it carried hesitation and tension.
    He smiled. “Agreed.”
    He led her, by the hand, trudging through the few inches of snow, to the spot under the maple tree, where they had first met. He turned to face her, holding both of her hands, summoning the ability to peer into her eyes as he spoke.
    “I figured out a way we can be together.”
    “Sean, you know we’ve been through this.” She averted her eyes.
    He placed his hand under her chin and lifted her face. “I love you, and I know you love me.”
    “I can’t deny that. Please tell me what all this is about.”
    “Mr. Quinn left me everything he had.”
    “But you said he didn’t have much, that he’s lived in the same house all his life.”
    “Turns out, by choice. Sara, he was a billionaire, a multi-billionaire.”
    Her hands filtered out of his.
    “Guess you won’t have any problem getting women now.” She smiled, a half-born expression. Her eyes were still wet.
    “Sara, there is a problem with that.”
    She looked up at him, her voice shaky as she spoke. “And what is that?”
    “I told you before. I already found the woman I want,