She looks at me for a long time.
“It’s a lot of work,” she argues.
“Yes, it is. But it can be exactly what you want it to be this time.”
She smiles slowly. “Let’s do it.”
“Awesome! I’ll call the insurance company and get it rolling.”
“Hello?” A timid voice interrupts our conversation. I look over and see Maddie standing before us. “I know you don’t want to see me and you think I had something to do with the fire, but if you just give me a minute…”
“I think you have done enough damage for one lifetime, don’t you?” Joanne doesn’t hesitate, as she starts throwing daggers.
“Joanne, please. Just hear me out.”
“I think you should leave,” I interrupt, pushing myself away from the table.
“I didn’t do this,” Maddie says with a shaky voice. “I want to be a part of rebuilding Bistro Italiano. I love it there and I love all of you.” Tears spring to her eyes and I find myself fighting the urge to gather her into my arms. “Please, let me prove to you that it wasn’t me. I know who it was.”
“Who was it?” Joanne leans back in her seat and crosses her arms, skepticism thick in her voice.
“Please, go to that table in the corner and just watch.”
“What? Have you gone bonkers?”
“Please? Just trust me. Call my phone and listen, keep yourselves hidden and just watch.”
I pull out my phone and call hers. She answers, places it in her side pocket and walks to a table across the room from where she directed us to go. I nod at Joanne and offer her an arm. Just as we get seated, the door opens and Nancy walks in. She scans the room, almost seeing us, and walks over to Maddie.
When I hear voices over the phone, I pull it to my ear as Joanne leans in.
“So? Do you have the money?” I glance over and see Nancy sit across from Maddie.
“You already took two-hundred-thousand dollars of my father’s money. Isn’t that enough?”
“No. I figured it was so easy that I should try again. Besides, my daddy says he needs more.”
“He isn’t your father, is he?”
“Are you really that gullible, Maddie? Well, I guess you are. You did hand it over with no questions asked, didn’t you? Someone as stupid as you doesn’t deserve that kind of money.”
“Nancy, please, don’t do this. This money is all I have.”
“Tell it to someone who cares. If you don’t hand it over, I will expose you and Rocco and finish the trail of arson right to your doorstep. At least this way, you’ll stay out of prison.”
I glance at Joanne as she glances at me and she pulls out her phone.
“You know I didn’t start that fire.”
“It was your hoodie they saw in the videos.”
“That you stole from me.”
“Hey, I told you. I borrowed it. By the way, here you go.” Nancy reaches into a large bag and pulls out the hoodie, handing it to Maddie. “Whatever works, right?” Nancy smiles.
“Just answer me one thing, Nancy. If you only wanted money, why did you set fire to Bistro Italiano?”
“I hear it’s a good investment right now. Besides, seeing Rocco get what he deserves will put me in such a good mood. He never wanted me. This is payback.”
Joanne turns away and speaks into her phone. “I need police at Cornerstone Café on Avenue B right away. The woman who set my restaurant on fire is here.”
Within five minutes, three police officers stroll into the café just as Nancy gets up from the table. She glances at them and stuffs an envelope into her bag, just as she starts to walk to the door.
Joanne stands up. “Officers! Arrest that woman!” She points to Nancy. They quickly put their hands on their holstered guns and direct Nancy to a nearby wall. Surprisingly, she complies with them as if she knows they are there for her.
Chapter 18
MADDIE
I watch the officers put Nancy into the back of the police car, relief flowing over me.
“It’s over,” I say out loud.
“I was sort of hoping it was just getting started.”
I spin around to Rocco’s voice behind me. I feel light on my feet as his smile broadens.
“So, I take it you believe me now?”
“I do. And I’m so sorry for doubting you.” He puts his arms around me and pulls me closer. I glance at Joanne and try to pull away.
“Joanne is right there,” I whisper.
“Yes, she is. Don’t worry. I told her about us.”
“You did?”
“Maddie, I don’t want any more secrets. Do you know what I do want?”
“What?”
“You, in my life. If that means not being in business with Joanne any longer, so be it. I’ll find another restaurant to take over.”