Page 205 of Oracle Returns: Time will Stop

They were, too.

This sucked because this was a mess that no one wanted to wade into. Now, they had to decide how much to tell Ridge, and what could be left out.

“What do you want me to do now?” he asked. “The blood samples went out, and I added tissue samples from her liver. too. I will say it will take some time, but knowing Wynter, I don’t expect to find anything shocking on board. Her heart, liver, lungs, and all her other organs were pristine. There was no sign of drug use that might have made her do this.”

That meant one thing.

Honor went there.

“So, you’re keeping it suicide?”

He sighed.

“You know I have twenty-four hours, Detective, before your boss is up in my business and making my life a living hell. If you can get me proof that she was helped, I can give you more time. If not…”

They wouldn’t be able to do that.

And they knew it.

There was no way to definitively prove a psychic talked her into it. A judge would think they were batshit insane.

When Bishop went to go there, she was beaten to the punch by her partner.

And it was unexpected.

Someone wanted the rules bent.

Desperately.

“Can you mark it inconclusive?” Honor asked. “More for Ridge than us. Please? Sophia might want to know one day, and it’s going to suck to know mommy committed suicide. How will he tell her that she checked out by some evil psychic’s game?”

He softened.

There was the flipping of pages, and finally, he gave them an answer.

“I can do that. The others, though, are officially being switched over to suicide. I can’t hold onto them any longer, guys. You know that. I might be able to slip Wynter’s through, but…all of them? Her test results can go missing, and I’ll take the hit to my career on that one.”

They got it.

He was willing to save Ridge and Sophia because they were his family, too.

“Thanks, Bo.”

There was a silver lining in all of this, and he was more than happy to point it out.

“Hey, at least your boss will be off your ass,” he said, joking.

There was that.

“As long as we don’t keep collecting bodies, we can play the ‘look at all the suicides’ game,” Honor stated. “I can’t believe I’m even entertaining all of this jackassery. I’m going on vacation after this. Trust and believe it’s going to be ANYWHERE but this wackadoo town.”

He laughed.

Yeah, he understood that.

When Hailey had told him all about this, after the whole team had been updated, he’d nearly questioned if any of this was real.

“I’m heading home to be with my wife and kids. Be safe, and if you need me, call. Oh, wait. Don’t. I’m off duty. Elias is on duty now. You get my backup. I need a vacation too.”