Nancy seemed to be frozen to the spot. When she finally was able to move her legs, Grayson shook his head. "Let's not make a scene in front of everyone, Mrs. Drew. I would really hate to shoot you right here."

Nancy looked down and saw that he and Phil were holding guns and pointing them right at her. They got into the elevator and kept their weapons trained on her the entire time. "You make this a lot easier on me, you realize. Now I can take care of the three of you at one time."

Nancy didn't say anything as the elevator slowly made its way to the fifteenth floor. After what seemed to be an eternity, the elevator finally stopped and dinged as the doors slid open smoothly. Grayson grabbed her arm and escorted her to her room.

"Pull out your keycard and open the door," Grayson said.

Nancy dug in her purse until she found the slender card and inserted it into the door. The door clicked and Grayson nodded at Phil. Phil stepped in front of them and pushed open the door, pointing his gun into the room.

Nancy heard Frank's voice."Hey! What are you–" He stopped when he saw Grayson holding on to Nancy.

"That's far enough, Mr. Hardy," Grayson said, keeping his gun in Nancy's side. "Unless you want to be responsible for your wife's death."

Nancy saw a flicker of fear in Frank's eyes as he stepped back, but he quickly hid it. Nancy knew he was not only thinking of her, but the baby as well.

"Sit on the sofa," Grayson ordered Frank and Joe. "Why don't you join them as well, Nancy?"

Grayson let go of Nancy's arm and she went to sit on the sofa between Frank and Joe.

"Are you okay?" Frank whispered.

Nancy nodded her head, but kept her eyes on Grayson and Phil.

"So, did you come here to congratulate me?" Joe asked.

Grayson gave him a cold smile. "Not quite, Mr. Hardy. I'm here to take care of a few loose ends–meaning the three of you."

"You don't really think you'll get away with this, do you?" Joe asked.

"I've gotten away with one murder already," Grayson pointed out.

"Are you sure about that?" Nancy asked.

Grayson narrowed his eyes at Nancy. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, you really should do a better job of cleaning up a murder scene," Nancy said.

Grayson looked sharply at Phil. Phil shook his head, clearly not knowing what Nancy was talking about.

"Let me explain," Nancy said, seeing the look on their faces. "The first day Frank and I were in Vegas, we searched Joe's room at your hotel. Right before Phil caught me in that room, I had already found the first piece of evidence that would clear Joe's name–a gold eagle cufflink."

Nancy smiled to herself when she saw the flash of panic in Grayson's eyes.

"You can't prove that cufflink is mine," Grayson said.

"But we can prove that it doesn't belong to Joe," Frank pointed out. "And by the look on your face, I have to say it's a pretty safe assumption that it does belong to you."

"You framed the wrong man. Mr. Grayson, when you decided to go after Joe," Nancy said quietly.

"That's obvious to me now," Grayson snapped bitterly. "I didn't know that it would be this much of a pain. But that's okay–I'm about to take care of the three of you right now."

"Can I ask you a question?" Joe asked.

"If you make it quick," Grayson said.

"Why did you have to kill Abby? Was she really that much of a threat to you?" Joe asked.

"I never wanted to kill her, but I had no choice. She had become a liability to me when she spied on me the other night. I had to protect myself," Grayson said.

"But she was your daughter's best friend," Nancy said. "Didn't you care what this would do to her?"

"How do you know about my daughter?" Grayson asked, giving Nancy a fierce look.

"I met her yesterday," Nancy answered. "You really should pay closer attention to everyone, Mr. Grayson."

"Yesterday–you were the intern," Grayson said.

Nancy nodded. "Mia told me that Abby was her best friend. How do you think she'll feel when she finds out that her father is responsible for her friend's death?"

"She'll never find out," Grayson said. "You won't be around to tell her."

"Well, it's probably a bad thing that she already knows," Nancy said.

Grayson walked the couple of steps to where she was sitting on the sofa and put his gun in her face. Nancy felt Frank and Joe tense next to her.

"What did you tell her?" Grayson yelled.

"Everything," Nancy answered calmly, even though her heart was about ready to burst out of her chest. "At first, she wouldn't listen to me."

"My Amelia is a smart girl," Grayson said, smugly.

Nancy nodded in agreement. "Yes, she is. But then I gave her the proof that she needed to believe me."

"What proof?" Grayson asked.

Joe picked up the conversation. "Abby told me that you like to keep a video of all of your 'business dealings'. She also said you have someone help you just in case you ever went down. I'm guessing that's why Phil was with you when you murdered Abby and that's why he's here right now."

Way to go, Nancy thought to herself. She saw Phil staring angrily at Grayson.

"That's right. I found the tape from Abby's murder. Mia showed me where you kept the tapes," Nancy said. Then she let a slow smile play on her lips. "In fact, I bet the police are enjoying that tape right now."

"But you didn't go to the police. We watched you come out of the Saraphina," Grayson said nervously.

"I guess it's a good thing I gave it to Mia then," Nancy said.

Grayson's face turned deep red and he started to shake with rage. "That just means I'll have to take acre of you right now."

Just then the door flew open and several officers, with their guns drawn, charged into the room.

"Stuart Grayson, drop your weapon now!"

Phil immediately let go of his weapon, but Grayson acted as if he didn't hear them.

"Daddy, please." He looked up from Nancy and the Hardys to see Mia come into the room. "It's over now."

Grayson seemed to lose the color in his face. "Mia...honey."

"I didn't want to believe it, Daddy," Mia said, tears falling down her cheeks.

Grayson dropped the gun and fell to his knees. He didn't even react as an officer snapped cuffs onto his wrists and read him his rights. The officer hauled him to his feet and they escorted him and Phil out of the room. Nancy looked over at Mia and gave her a small smile.

Mia said nothing, but gave Nancy a sad smile and walked out of the room.

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Author's Note: I know this is such a short chapter, but I didn't want to drag it out forever. It would have been dull and boring and you would have let me know it was...so I decided to save you some trouble! I will have one more chapter just in order to close things up. As always, let me know what you think!