I couldn’t stop myself from doing what I did next.
“Wait!” I cried out.
Bruno stopped half in the entrance to the police precinct that I’d followed him to. Where he was now being escorted by a cop in handcuffs to where he was officially arrested.
Bruno half turned just as I hit him hard.
The police officer doing the escorting had to physically hold Bruno up with a palm to the middle of his back so he wouldn’t fall.
The officer began to protest but Angel interjected with a, “Let her.”
The police officer removed his hand and went to the side, giving us space.
“Don’t forget about me.”
Bruno laughed into my neck. “I couldn’t even if I wanted to.”
With those parting words, I allowed my hands to drop from around his neck.
But before I backed away entirely, I placed both hands on either side of his scruffy cheeks.
“I love you, B.”
Bruno’s eyes flared, but before he could say another word, the local news media found us, taking pictures of the man who’d attempted to ‘murder’ the governor.
Angel stepped in and barked, “Get him out of here.”
Bruno was pulled from my arms in the next second.
“No questions,” Angel barked. “I said what I had to say at the news conference.”
Angel had said a bunch of nothing. He’d literally talked himself around in circles.
But whatever.
I didn’t much care.
All I cared about at this point was finding a way to get Bruno out.
“I want him out in seven months max,” I told the man that was standing by my side.
Lynn looked at me. “I don’t know if that’s possible this time. The governor was hurt, and there’ll be…”
“I’m pregnant,” I told Lynn.
He was the first person I told.
Not even Bruno knew.
He wouldn’t know until he was out.
I didn’t want him to worry about it while he was in there.
Lynn looked over at me and sighed. “I’ll see what I can do.”
“You’ll call a news conference,” Angel suggested. “Tell everyone what’s been going on. Get sympathy on Bruno’s side.”
Lynn turned his head and looked at the man that was supposed to be upholding the law.