Within 10 minutes, the police had arrived and taken Steffi down to the station. Taylor phoned her mother to let her know what had happened, and was amused at the lack of concern she had for her daughter. She told her she'd keep her informed if anything happened, and hung up.
All the commotion had died down, and Matt left to let Amy know the plan had worked without a hitch, leaving Jeff and Taylor alone. They sat in silence for a couple of minutes before Jeff said anything.
"I'm sorry," he began. "I should've known that you would never..."
Taylor held a finger to his lips, cutting him off midsentence. "You weren't to know, how could you? She was so manipulative of so many people for a long time."
Jeff grabbed her hands and held them in his. His eyes met hers, and Taylor saw a lot of pain, but still a whole lot of love.
"I still should've known, okay? I should've trusted you, but faced with that letter, what was I going to do?"
"Exactly what you did. I understand, I would've done the same thing."
"But I do have a couple of questions. How did you know she would confess?"
"She was dying to tell me, and I knew she would be pretty coked out, she would be as a victory celebration. That made it even easier."
"How did you come up with the plan? It was pretty cool."
"Ask your big brother. I think he saw it in a movie or something." She laughed for the first time that day.
"Okay, one more question," Jeff grinned. "Who the hell is Chester?"
"No one, I made him up," Taylor admitted. "What can I say? That was the first name I thought of."
Jeff pulled her on top of him and kissed her forehead. "Why don't the two of us get in a pizza and watch videos all night?"
Taylor smiled at the man she knew she wanted to spend the rest of her life with. "Sounds good."