CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
They say, ‘once you’ve rung that bell, you can’t un-ring it.’
Charlie Newman was heading back to New York disgraced and in handcuffs. Regardless of whether she was guilty or innocent— the bell had been rung, and he had rung it.
For Nash, that sort of thing had once been day-to-day. The snide remarks, the looks. And all because he did his job and didn’t try to creep up the boss’s a*s. Nash was all about finding what really happened. Some would call it the truth, but Nash had come to believe that fact, and the truth was sometimes two separate things.
The truth was in the eye of whoever could spin the best lie. However, the fact was, what happened was what happened. Because this simple fact could not be changed or altered.
Sometimes facts could be misread because whoeve
