CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
“It’s all over.” Leslie lay on Max’s motel bed. “I can’t believe it.”
“It’s not.” Max looked out the window.
“Why are you still so suspicious?” She leaned up on her elbows. “You recorded the confession.” She laughed. “Your plan was brilliant. Leaving them tied up with the recording and calling the police anonymously.”
He touched the curtain. “Well, that’s what I do.”
“Why aren’t you happy?” She joined him by the window and put her arms around him. “It’s over and we can start our lives together.”
“I still broke the law, Leslie.” He stroked her cheek. “If I get caught I’ll have to pay for that.”
“You won’t get caught.” She rocked him. “You’re forgetting I’m rich? With all my money we can disappear.” She moved in for a kiss but he walked away.
She squeezed her hand
