Chapter 8

SPOV

It's been two days since Joe was served with paperwork. From what Mary Lou told me he went ape shit crazy, the fact that my cell phone was turned off and he didn't know where I was staying just added to the situation. The chief of police made him take personal leave until he got his emotions under control, he was afraid of him making a mistake out in the field by having clouded judgment.

I've settled into my new job well. I love the guys that I work with and I'm still doing some side work for Sandy at night until she finds someone to take my place. I've even started walking some on the treadmill and trying to eat a little healthier the past few days, even though that's not hard with Ella cooking. I swear that woman can make twigs and bark taste like a chocolate cake. Ranger told me that in the next couple of weeks he is going to take me to get the paperwork to conceal carry, which I'm not overly wild about. I have a severe allergy to guns, but as many times as I say that Ranger doesn't seem to believe me. He said that he is going to put me through tactical training to get me comfortable with my gun, whatever that is. Knowing the training he's been through that scares me a little, I'm not Rambo and I don't want to be trained like him.

"Babe" Ranger said as he interrupted my thoughts when he walked into my cubical.

"Yeah, what's up?" I said.

"I just got word that Morelli hired an attorney. The name is Dickie Orr and as far as my contacts know Morelli filed paperwork to contest the divorce saying that the marriage failed not because of him but because you cheated. He is even asking for spousal support since the two of you are making close to the same amount of money now, he's claiming that he supported you for the five years of the marriage." Ranger said.

"Please tell me you're joking Ranger. If not I think I'm going find Joe and shoot his balls off." I was starting to get the attention of some of the guys on the floor as I was ranting, "That attorney, if you want to call him that, that he hired is my ex boyfriend from college. I found him on the table of my apartment cheating on me with Joyce Barnhart. To say that we don't like one another is an understatement. Joe did this just to get a rise out of me, and I bet Dickie had a lot of input into the situation. I'm being accused of cheating by the two guys in my life that cheated on me. Go figure!"

"Babe, no use in getting upset. We will take care of this. I will get evidence of Morelli cheating for your court case to prove that he is the one in the wrong. How about we have dinner on 7 tonight? I will get Ella to make us some dinner and we'll talk about this some more tonight because I've got an appointment in twenty minutes."

"Sounds good, I will see you then." I said as Ranger squeezed my shoulder and headed off to save the world.

Can things get any worse? Joe hired the one attorney in all of Trenton that has as much of a problem keeping his pants up as him. Go figure. That son of a bitch is going to pay for all of this, I'm tired of being the victim. It's bad enough to be cheated on, but to have my name drug through the mud at the same time makes it so much worse.

JPOV

The meeting my attorney went well. I hired the one lawyer in all of Trenton who hated Stephanie as much as I do right now. I will not let her drag me through the dirt on this, she will be stopped. The fact that she moved into Rangeman with Manoso and his thugs will play out well for me in court. I can make it look like she is their company slut, just there to service all their "office needs". The fact that I asked for spousal support is just another thing to piss her off. I know that she has a secret bank account that she was putting money in. With this knowledge I will be able to show that I supported us these past 5 years without her help. Being able to take her money that she is "working" so hard for at Rangeman is like the icing on the cake. Maybe this will all work out in my advantage after all. I have less nagging in my life and I'm still getting laid almost every night.