Chapter 17
CHAPTER 17
H arbor
Twenty minutes later, Rory Marshall leaned back in his kitchen chair and stared at all of us. “So. Katrina Valdez Dobbs is wanted for bail jumping, but you have proof that she’s innocent. Both you and this guy—” he pointed to Parka Guy, now with an ice pack over his cheek—“were after her, but you detained this gentleman when he attempted to break into the property, which none of you own. Do I have all that right?”
It sounded so much worse when he summarized it.
“Yes,” Katrina said softly.
“Please, Deputy.” I covered her hand with mine and squeezed it. Deputy Rory Marshall had all the cards here, but he seemed like a man who knew justice. “Katrina was set up by her ex-husband. I have the videos to prove it. We have a lawyer working on it. Can you help us?”
Marshall sighed. “The best I can do is take her in and hold her in our town jail while this all gets sorted out. Your lawyer files the proper paperwork, all the charges get dropped, and she will be free and clear.” He leveled his gaze at Katrina. “I’m sorry, Ms. Valdez. This is the best I can offer.”
“I’ll take it,” she said quickly, squeezing my hand. “Definitely. I just want all of this to go away.”
“Thank you, Deputy.” I said it to him, but I was looking at Katrina. Even with all she had seen, she was still sitting there, right beside me. It filled me with a hope I hadn’t felt in ages.