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“Have you heard? Howard Danforth was arrested.”
Jonah was grateful to be on kitchen duty this morning. He didn’t feel much like explaining his mile-wide smile to the public who’d been coming through the bakery in a steady stream all morning. Everyone was talking about the arrest. It had been after five on Friday when Xander showed up at the man’s house with a warrant for his arrest. A calculated move on his part, as the judge was already off on a known fishing trip for the weekend, so the bastard had been forced to cool his heels in a jail cell for the past couple of days.
It had been the best sleep Jonah had had in months.
Holt swung back into the kitchen from the front, arching a brow. “That smile gets any bigger, you’re gonna be a contender for the Mad Hatter. You’re looking a li
