Chapter 48: Erin

ERIN SAT ON THE bumper of the ambulance while the first responders moved around her. Could it really be over?

Mark was in custody.

According to Riley, the black ops Allied Security team was either dead or wounded, and accounted for. The videos made the employee list fairly easy.

All that was left was for the police to fit their stories together.

Erin had lied to them, and for that, she'd have to shoulder the guilt.

A pair of black boots stepped into her field of vision. They were scuffed and in one spot the leather peeled up. If he wasn't careful that could get him hurt.

"You need new shoes," she said.

"Erin?" Riley knelt in front of her. They hadn't had the opportunity to speak since he'd taken Mark down. Between the injured and answering the questions from law enforcement, they hadn't had a moment to speak. Riley's brow creased and there were deep brackets around his mouth. "I thought we came to an understanding. I've got your back. Don't you know that?"

"I couldn't a