After finishing her recounting of the events, she watched Adam closely, noting the way his gaze remained fixed on her. His expression was unreadable, but she could see the wheels turning in his head as he processed her words.
"So," he said slowly, his voice laced with both curiosity and something deeper, "you had already tipped off your friend to be on standby, and then, when he finally crossed the line, you had him arrested?"
A slow, satisfied smile curved Melanie's lips. "Hmm. He is in police custody..." she mused, her tone light, almost playful. Of course, she left out a few key details—like how her friend had more than a few good connections within the department. And how, before they dragged the bastard away, they had turned a blind eye when she landed a few well-placed hits of her own. He deserved worse, really. But if he hadn't learned his lesson after the sharp crack of her heel connecting with his skull, then, well… he'd only have himself to blame for whatever came next.
