Willison POV

The side of Willison’s mouth quivered in a sad smile. “I’m glad you’re seeing things differently now,” he said. “Mia deserves so much more respect than anyone in this town has given her and if it takes this fight with Smith to make people see that, then maybe there is a silver lining.”

“Don’t go up there,” Archer said.

Willison frowned up at his friend. “Is that the cop speaking or my friend?”

“The cop,” Archer replied. “Give her the night. She’s okay. She’s safe and Amelia is with her. Give her some space to deal with what happened tonight.”

“Are you going to tell Smith the same...