𝐌𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬

28 | As the Pressure Rises, My Heart Sinks

TOM

I've never seen Y/N so worried in my entire life. I've seen her through a break up, I've seen her through a pregnancy scare and I've seen her in the face of death in the form of Jack Maniscalo. But right now, her face is colourless, her eyes are glazed over and her fingers are trembling. She's trying to hide them, but I can still tell her hands are shaking.

I know that Jen was representing my appeal in court within the next few days, and I know that Y/N has been working day and night making sure that I stay out of prison. But if worse comes to worst, I will wholeheartedly pack my things, flee the country and bring her along with me to become old and die together.

She said she was scared of going to jail herself, and I understand why she would be worried. She was forging court papers, she had killed a bunch of people and she was basically showing the police exactly who did it but using a different culprit. I'd be worried too.

"Listen to me... Neither of us are going to jail okay? We will fucking leave this place, we will go and live in some tiny town in the French Riviera and sail our way to the little baker across the water and we will have completely new lives. No jail for us," I smiled.

"Just- I just don't want it to not work... Like, what if I frame someone and it backfires and they send people to kill us?" She stuttered, her voice shaky and quiet.

"Nobody will kill us. Trust me darling, they wouldn't want to fuck with anyone in The Family, let alone the bloody Godfather. And you, you're my girl and nobody is allowed to fuck with you either," I said pulling closer to me and rubbing her back.

"You don't get it Tom," she cried, rubbing her hand against her eye and sniffling.

"Tell me what's going on in that incredible mind of yours, what am I not getting?" I said softly.

"I'm framing Priya for the murders and now that she's been inside my house and knows that we're together she might know what I'm doing if she is somehow looking at my laptop servers and- and I'm scared because I- Because I don't know what she's capable of," she admitted, pressing her hands to her face.

"Oh fuck... Okay, so the woman you're sending to jail is your boss who knows everything you've done in the past year... Right..." I trailed.

I won't lie. This was an insanely risky plan. And I kind of respected Y/N for doing it. But I also wanted to slap her across the face and ask her why she had picked Priya of all people. So fuck, who knows what this woman will do in court.

"Look at me Y/N. What we're going to do is uh, this is what we can do. Okay I've got an idea. Jen tells the lawyers that I know Priya is the murderer. They'll then go arrest Priya and question her. But, they'll have to still look into Priya and she won't be thrown straight into jail. They need proof themselves. But, you've made sure that when the police investigate her, they'll find all the right information to frame her right?" I said looking at her in the eyes.

She nodded, still teary and still shaking.

"So when Priya realises that she's going to jail, that's when she'll tell the cops about you and I. She won't instantly throw herself under the bus by confessing to running an illegal company just to blame you. She's smarter than that. She will wait until the very last moment. We just need that part to not happen. Understand?" I nodded.

"And the period between the police telling Priya she's under investigation and then when they actually find information on her, she'll be shitting herself and staying silent. Maybe plotting against you. But she will not try anything on you or I because that will incriminate her even more. It's after the police investigate her that she'll come for our throats," I explained.

She nodded again.

"That's when we wipe her out. I'll get a hit man, we make it look like she's fled the country or something, and it'll just incriminate her more. We just take her off our radars," I smiled, trying to calm Y/N down and make her calm a little.

She nodded once more, slower this time. She was thinking about my plan logistically, which if I do say so myself, was a pretty fucking good plan. I mean, I don't have any of the details figured out but I think it stands up. She's the brains and I'm the brawn. She has the mind power and I just have the physical stuff down pat.

We just need Jen to let us know when exactly the police investigation starts. And then we need to know what they find on Priya. And that's the tricky thing, because how would even Jen know that? We need an insider that can access the case and update us along the way.

And who do we know that has a bunch of insiders within the police force and federal crime units? Y/N.

I explained my thoughts further to her, getting her input as we bounced ideas with each other back and forth. It was giving Y/N more confidence and assurance that Priya wasn't going to have the chance to kill her or send either of us to jail.

"Come on, let's head to bed and just snuggle and watch tv, take your mind off things a little," I said rubbing her back and kissing her forehead.

"Can we shower first? I just need to distress a bit," she sighed, running her hands through her hair and taking a deep breath.

Suddenly, my phone started buzzing in my pocket. When I pulled it out to see who was calling me, I was staring back at an unlisted number. Y/N looked at me with wide eyes as I answered the call.

"Hello?" I said cautiously.

I knew that if I answered this unknown caller, I had only the shortest amount of time before they could track my phone location. That's why I always used burner phones for work when unknown callers would call with their burner phones. But this was my personal phone number. Fuck.

"Tom? It's Haz, man I'm so sorry to call late at night. I'm on a pay phone cos my phone died. Robyn has gone into labour and we're at the hospital, can you guys swing by the house and grab some stuff for us? We were out when her water broke," he said frantically on the other line.

Thank fuck it was Haz.