Keeley had thought she was going furniture shopping with Alice Saturday morning, so she was surprised when Aaron told her she'd gone out with someone else. Had she overslept? Why hadn't anyone woken her? She never slept this long; the babies wouldn't let her.

Aaron handed her an Asiago bagel and a cup of raspberry yogurt before pouring her a glass of milk. She smiled, feeling spoiled.

"Any particular reason you took care of the babies so I could sleep and handled breakfast?" Keeley asked.

He handed her the milk and kissed her quickly but affectionately. "You've been running yourself ragged lately; you deserve a break."

Even though Keeley had been living with him for about a year, she was still astounded by Aaron's considerateness. He was always looking out for her and attentive to her needs. He had more than made up for his behavior in their first marriage by showering her with love and affection. She was content with how things had turned out, despite the difficult journey.

"I love you," she said sweetly, biting into her bagel.

Aaron smiled blissfully, as if never tiring of hearing those words. He wrapped his arms around her at the breakfast bar.

"I love you too."

Kaleb shrieked, demanding attention. Aaron reluctantly let go to attend to their son. Violet began to wail when she saw her brother being picked up, so Aaron took both babies back into the kitchen to be near his wife.

He stood across from her, gently bouncing the babies. Keeley ate her breakfast until she remembered something. Now that Alice was out, she should mention her idea about Gray.

"Hey, Aaron…you want Gray out of the way, right?"

He was irritated. "Of course. The man's a ticking time bomb. But I don't kill people. Why do you ask?"

"Since we're pretty sure he murdered Lacy, why not have Aiden look for evidence? The police would appreciate the help, and it would get him off the streets," Keeley suggested.

His eyes widened, then he looked thoughtful. Her plan surprised him. She wondered why. This wasn't the first time she'd tried to help him. What made this different?

"I could try, but are you okay with that morally? I don't like Gray, but he's helped us. Isn't this a bit backstabbing?"

Keeley was surprised. She hadn't realized he felt that way, but it made sense; Aaron was loyal, even to murderous psychopaths.

She shrugged. "He wouldn't know it came from us. Helpful or not, he's dangerous. Locking him up is best for society. Getting caught was a risk he took. With Brann Knighton's reward, it would seem like that's how he was caught. We haven't suspected him openly, so he wouldn't connect it to us."

"You have a point. I know a trustworthy detective in Manhattan. If Aiden finds something, we can send it to him," Aaron mused.

"He's the one I gave the video to that convicted Lacy for Max's murder. I figured I could use his help again, but I didn't expect this. Originally, I thought I'd give him material on my father's insider trading."

Though hesitant, Keeley sensed he was wavering. He did want Gray out of their lives.

She understood his reluctance. Gray was powerful; a terrifying enemy if this backfired.

For this to work, they needed solid, irrefutable evidence—enough to make Gray plead guilty rather than risk trial. If he got off, or a light sentence, he'd come after them.

Keeley had researched this before speaking to Aaron. First-degree murder (premeditated) meant a minimum of 20 years to life, maximum life without parole. Second-degree murder (impulsive) meant 15 years to 25 years to life, with the possibility of parole. Parole reduced the threat, but didn't eliminate it.

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