Page 248 of Ranger's Wildflower
“Not at first,” he replies. “But once it did… it solved a problem.”
Her anger flares.
“All of you let me go to prison for something I didn’t do.”
“You went to prison for something someone needed buried.”
That lands worse.
Buried.
“What was she doing?” she presses. “What was Cathy involved in?”
He exhales slowly.
“Money,” he says. “But not small money.”
My grip tightens.
“Then what?”
A beat.
“Government contracts. Black funds. Offshore accounts.”
The air shifts.
“What does that have to do with her?” I ask.
His eyes lock onto Tessa.
“Everything.”
I don’t like that.
“Explain.”
Now.
No more games.
“You weren’tin the wrong place,” he says.
My instincts spike.
“Then where was she?” I ask.
His voice drops.
“Right in the middle of a transfer.”
Everything tightens.
“The car,” he continues. “The accident. It wasn’t random. Daniel wasn’t supposed to kill anyone. He was drinking and got sloppy.”
No.
I see it hit her again.
