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window. There seemed to be a heated or intense discussion going on. Not to mention lots of long looks on Peter’s part over what appeared to be wine. As the waiter brought out a second bottle, Sam, to her credit, put a hand over her glass, but that didn’t stop Peter from draining his glass and refilling it.
    Adam’s stomach burned at the amount of touching going on—feet under the table, hands across the table, and the way the bloke’s gaze lingered where it shouldn’t. Was Sam oblivious to this? Was she ignoring it, or was she, as he feared, loving every minute of it? She certainly didn’t seem to be trying to dissuade Peter in any way.
    He swallowed the surge of jealousy with a prayer. He may not have set eyes on the woman for ten years, and yes, as she kept pointing out, he had been the one to walk out on their marriage, but until she said otherwise, she was still his wife.
    Tearing his gaze away for a moment, Adam looked over the cars parked outside the restaurant. Sam’s car wasn’t there, which meant she’d let Peter drive after all. A few minutes later, Peter came out of the building, rather unsteadily, his arm around Sam’s waist. He unlocked his car and held the door for Sam as she climbed inside.
    Adam got to his feet, needing to do something, but not sure for the moment what that should be. The bloke was clearly drunk. Therefore he was putting the lives of Sam and other road users at risk.
    Adam shook his head. Why was he even standing here debating this? He had no choice but to report Peter before something happened. He pulled out his phone and started dialing. He’d gotten as far as the first nine when a familiar voice came from behind him.
    “Hello, Adam.”
    He turned. David and a woman stood on the path beside him. Relief filled him. “David, are you working?”
    David shook his head. “No, I wish I was, but just catching up. You know my partner, DS Sara Raines?”
    Adam shook her hand. “Of course. Hello, Sergeant.”
    DS Raines smiled. “You look better than I did when I last saw you. And it’s Sara.”
    He smiled. “Adam.”
    “What’s up?” David asked. “You look worried. Did you need me to be working?”
    Sara smiled. “I’m on duty, if that’s any help.”
    “The bloke over there in the silver Mercedes about to pull away is over the limit. He drank two bottles of wine with lunch and can hardly walk. I know you’re not traffic, but I was about to call it in and report him before he drives off and kills someone.”
    “I’m on it,” Sara said. “David, you’re with me.”
    “Thanks.” Adam pulled back to the bushes, so Sam wouldn’t see him, as David and Sara ran over to the car.
    Sara spoke to the driver while David pulled out his phone, presumably calling for back up. Within a couple of minutes a marked police car arrived, blues and twos blaring. Peter was breathalysed and arrested.
    Sam grabbed hold of the uniformed officer and tried to prevent Peter being handcuffed and put in the back of the patrol car.
    This resulted in her being cuffed and also put into a second police car, which Adam hadn’t expected. He’d imagined the scenario ending with her standing there, and him offering to drive her back to work. Not with her being arrested too.
    The police cars drove off, leaving Adam standing on the pavement, guilt running through him.

5
    Sam sighed in relief as Adam entered the charging area of the police station and took her to one side. She hadn’t known who else to call. She hadn’t wanted anyone to know, but someone had to pick her up and sort out this mess. And right now the only person she trusted to do that was Adam. “Thank you for coming.”
    “You’re welcome. It’s what lawyers do.”
    “I guess,” she whispered.
    “Are they charging you?”
    “Don’t know. They arrested me.” She shrugged. “Apparently I knew he was over the limit and was going to let him drive anyway. That makes me an accessory or something.”
    Adam frowned. “Sit a