CHAPTER THIRTY
RIGGS
Emmett: I saw that you put in a request to cover the Sri Lankan economic crisis. That’s two months in South Asia.
Riggs: Really? I thought I could do it remote from my local Starbucks.
Emmett: Thought you were all loved up with Desiree McFake.
Riggs: We ran into a crisis.
Emmett: Ran is the right word. That was quick.
Riggs: You’re a little too smug about this for my liking. Wanna bet I can ruin your marriage in less than an hour if I put my mind to it?
Emmett: Not funny.
Riggs: Not kidding. Give me the Sri Lanka assignment. I want to get out of here.
It was time to cut the cord.
If there was one thing I was sure of, it was that if I got attached to someone, they’d end up leaving.
Hell, people I hadn’t had the chance to get attached to had left me. Giving Daphne Markham a chance was going to completely annihilate me.
And I’d seen her face. All flushed and rosy when I walked in on her with Cocksucker.
Yeah, I wasn’t going to get my heart broken by my wife.
No matter the price.