“Did you kill her because she chose Mr. Drew over you?”
The question came with a loud snap of a camera, followed by a chaotic chorus of shutters and shouting. The reporters descended on us like vultures.
“We just need one statement, sir!”
A ginger-haired female reporter shoved a tiny mic into the partially open car window, her eyes wild with the thrill of a potential headline.
When Candice had sent that message, I hadn’t even gotten the chance to show Alex. We were already pulling into the estate’s driveway—and then the swarm hit. Flashbulbs, voices and Chaos.
These people should really give it a rest.
“You okay back there?” Alex glanced at me from the front seat, his voice way too calm.
“Yes, I guess,” I said.
No, I wasn’t.
The lights were blinding, relentless. Reporters kept clo
