“You had a burner, honey,” he explained.
Just that.
I had a burner and there was no reason for me to have anextra phone.
Unless I was betraying my boyfriend.
Suddenly, this whole thing was worse.
One and one equaled two, of course, but Beck hadn’t evenascertained definitively that two was the two they were seeking vengeance for.
He suspected me, located the phone and found me guiltywithout asking me a question or conclusively establishing my culpability.
It honestly didn’t matter that he was right.
What mattered was that he didn’t evenaskbefore hecame to a verdict and sentenced me.
Especially the sentence he’d given me.
“How did you know where to find me?”I asked Snapper.
“Bounty’s place to do their wet work is known.”
Wet work.
My ex-man and his brothers had a place they did wet workthat was known.
Did Chaos have a place they did wet work?
Probably.
I nodded to Snap.“I need to go home.”
“They’re notgonnaget near you oryour mom.”
I nodded again.
“Let you go now,” he gave in, probably reading me, and beingSnap, giving that to me because he knew how much I needed it.“But we need totalk, Rosie.”
I shook my head.
“Honey—” he began.
I searched for another excuse and fortunately found one.
“I need to grieve my father.”
At that, he blinked, ending his blink with his brows aimedhigh.
“Sorry?”he asked.
“I need to grieve my father,” I repeated.
“He died three years ago, Rosie.”
“Yes, and it’s come clear to me of late that I haven’t beendealing with that in a healthy way.”
His fingers at my arm curled deeper at the same time hepulled me closer.
