When Mark opens the door, I have to control myself to not jump in Austin’s arms. “Austin you were freed! I’m so relieved…”
Mark nods at us, smiling and leaves the room. Austin comes forward and takes me in his arms. “Yes, I’m free, Rach. I’m not going to jail.”
My chest relaxes all of a sudden as if the air was finally able to flow freely in my lungs. After having kissed me, Austin kindly tells me to sit.
“I talked with the officers. They were surprised by my approach, but comprehensive. According to them there were many extenuating circumstances… but they had to keep me in custody. And when it came time to show them the turnover files… Nothing. There was nothing left, even in my possession. All the traces had been erased… so no more proof of any illegal business.”
“I don’
