81|Heavy Is The Head—Part 2

Austin looked exhausted with his sleeves rolled up, the tie he'd worn in the morning, and the suit jacket nowhere in sight. His hair, too, neatly combed when he left the house, was now mussed up like he'd been running his hands through it too many times throughout the day. But he was still devilishly handsome, especially when he flashed her his infamous smile.

"Žena, have you been waiting long?" he asked, shutting the door with his heel.

Marybeth shook her head and patted the empty spot on the couch beside her. "We need to talk!"

"If you're going to ask me for a divorce, forget it!" he warned her as he crossed the room.

"What are you talking about? Why would I ask for a divorce?"

"Well…this morning you said—"

She frowned, waving him off. "Detective Stone came to see me this morning."

"And?" he asked as he sat down.

"And she thinks you had something to do with Ricardo's disappearance."

"Are you surprised, Beth? What did you think would happen when you told her he was missing?"

"Look, I