The tears came. "But I buried you baby. How are you here?"

"Did you love me?"

"Initially, no, baby. I didn't. But I fell in love with you the night I fell asleep in your eyes and awakened in them the very next day. I'm in love with you, baby. How are you alive. I don't understand."

"I have a confession to make, baby. I work for the FBI."

"You're lying. You can't be telling the truth."

"I'm not."

"Son, you can't be serious, " said Lynn, embracing her son. "You're alive!"

"Yes, Mom. I'm here."

She looked him over. "How long have you worked for the law?"

"I can't say, Mama. I was on special assignment when I met Harry."

"What assignment?" Harry asked, betrayed.

"Operation Brienhrt. I was obligated to marry you, be with you until Brienhrt was brought to its knees and as you can see, Charles brought down a seven billion dollar company that built its foundation on blood, lies and murder. Harry, it's over from here. We were never going to have a long life together. I was just stringing you along."

"You can't be serious."

"I know you don't love me, Harry. As I hid in our massive closet after you thought I flattened, I listened to you mourn me all night. How you were only with me for survival reasons. That you didn't love me how I loved you."

"I'm sorry, Jonathan. I am in love with you."

"It's too late. My heart belongs to someone else."

Harry was emotionally crushed. The breath left his body.

"You're lying, Jonathan."

"Our mothers found each other again through our temporary connection. But for us, I get off this ride here."

Jonathan turned to face Marcus. He pulled a velvet box from his inner coat pocket and got on bended knee.

"Baby, will you marry me? Thank you for helping me expose the fake love and devotion my soon to be ex husband had for me."

Marcus walked past Harry's arms and fell into Jonathan's.

They kissed with such passion. Harry was deeply upset.

"What is going on?" Harry asked.

Lynn was quiet. Lady didn't know what to say.

"Marcus and I were in a secret relationship before we met you. Since I was offered a multi million dollar payday to obtain info on Brienhrt, I continued to use you to get what I needed. Thanks to your mother, Lynn, my plan has been successful. "

"So you played me for a fool, Jonathan."

"My name isn't Jonathan Waters."

Harry fell into a deep silence. "What is it?"

"My government name is Bob Grimes. Bob Grimes is Jonathan Waters. Jonathan is the one that drove the SUV and hit you and I when my mother was beating on your car with a Bible. I stole Jonathan's identity three weeks before I met you, Harry, and gave Jonathan my identity to keep my cover from being blown.."

Harry stormed out of the courtroom in a fit of rage. Karma wasn't a bitch. Karma was savage.

Savage Karma.

"Wait, Harry." Charles grabbed Harry just above the elbow. "One man's trash is another man's treasure."

"I don't have time for this. My husband is a fraud and Marcus was only with me as an opp for Jonathan, I meant Bob Grimes."

"Want to get out of here? Let Bob and Marcus have each other, Harry. If you let me, I'll comfort you until you figure out what you want to do."

Harry covered his face. "I just don't want to be alone tonight. My husband never loved me."

"Harry, touche. You never loved him. You were finessed. Come on. Go home with me. I'll take good care of you. For as long as you need."

Harry and Charles left through a secret hallway in the courthouse that led to private parking.

Once Harry was strapped in his seat belt, Charles drove his black Bentley to his private jet.

After a few beats the private jet was airborne, destination the Virgin Islands.

"This isn't permanent, Charles," Harry said, seated next to Charles. "Until I figure out who I am...my heart isn't in this."

"I got you, baby. Until then let's enjoy this baecation."

"Sounds good to me."

Charles passed Harry an envelope.

"What's this?" Harry asked.

"Open it."

Harry opened the envelope and a ten million dollar check stared him in the face.

"What's this for?"

"A check cut to you from Brienhrt LLC. In order to receive funds you have to sign an NDA. You can't even tell your mother of the payoff."

"Say less."

Harry cuddled with Charles.

Wondering when the happy ending was going to get swept away...?

Until then Harry would enjoy his life and his money...