a bitch, but my mother liked Audrey’s mother and wanted us to be friends, so I was friendly. Little good that did me. If you get a recorder, I’ll tell you everything I know about the bitch and her plans. Well, not that it will do you any good, seeing as she’s dead. Deserved if you ask me.”
“It’s more that we’re trying to figure out how often she was banging Morrison, his involvement with her plans, and how deep the rabbit hole goes,” I replied.
Kendra regarded me through narrowed eyes. “You learned they were sleeping together? How?”
“Receipts,” I announced with pride. “She liked buying condoms from the pharmacy near his house. We even figured out which brand from their cost. And since Sam knew when she was cheating on him, it was easy to piece together.”
“How did you know?” Kendra asked.
I grinned while my husband squirmed.
“You’re liking this too much,” he complained.
“Well, yes. There is a very good reason for this. I know who—and what—I’m taking to a hotel tonight, and I really couldn’t be happier about it.”
“I’m confused,” Kendra stated.
“My father is a gorgon king although he is categorized as a human, Kendra. My grandfather is a rather powerful gorgon. Archambault Quinn. Audrey was not invited to learn about that part of my ancestry. My mother is the product of a triad.”
Kendra’s eyes widened. “Oh. So you’re part angel.”
“And part gorgon.”
“Most importantly, he is also part incubus,” I announced. “Add angel and incubus genes together, and he’s a walking loyalty detector among other things. Because of that, he knew exactly when his bitch of an ex-wife cheated on him.”
“Huh. So her gig was up before she’d even started it, really.”
My husband nodded. “I started tracking her infidelity early, and when I tired of her and her home pregnancy tests, I asked Bailey to gather evidence. She’s been dubbed the Calamity Queen for good reason, as she’s exceptionally good at finding things while disasters happen around her. She doesn’t even cause most of the disasters. She just stumbles her way into them. Bailey acquired the photographs I needed to proceed with my divorce. Audrey and I had a civil divorce, she walked away with a lump sum of my choice, which was lower than the half she would have received had she not been cheating on me.”
“It looks like you got a slow screw, too.”
“Not at all.” As I hadn’t played his game earlier, my husband snagged me around the waist and pulled me close. I did my best to wiggle free, but he opted to use his unfair manly strength to pin me to his side. “Now that we’ve done the customary dance, this is Mrs. Police Chief Quinn, my wife and future mother of my children.”
“Future mother? Oh! Do you mean you’ll be having children? I guess it has been a long time. I’m happy for you, Samuel. I knew you liked children, but I just couldn’t see you having any with Audrey.”
“I couldn’t, either. Hell, I couldn’t even take her home to most of the family. She met my mother and father, and they played stupid. The rest of my family hid.”
“Smart of them, really.”
I strained against Quinn’s hold on me. “Did you put steel bars in your arms this morning?”
“No, I just like you where I have you, and I’m willing to show off to keep you where I have you.”
“I believe he’s attempting to, in a rather odd fashion, show me you have a different relationship with him than he did with Audrey. With Audrey, he could barely tolerating touching her. You’ve made your point, Samuel. Honestly, you were never the type, and I just never understood what you saw in her.”
“I didn’t see anything in her. That’s why I married her. She kept the other sharks at bay.” My husband released me, although he captured my right hand in his. “We’re actually honeymooning, as our first was rudely interrupted. By Audrey.”
“How?”
“She kidnapped Bailey.”
Kendra winced. “I’m sorry, Bailey. By the time she turned me into a statue, she’d become cruel. Had she not, I would have exposed her. She’d caught a gorgon male. I think she wanted better dust—dust that could guarantee someone would become a gorgon. The dust she had hadn’t worked on her other chief.”
My husband sighed. “You mean Morrison.”
“Yeah, him. Watch yourself around that man, Samuel. He’s bad news, and he was using Audrey as much as she was using him. Of that I’m sure. I don’t know why he wanted to