Chapter Four
The colored drained from Larissa’s face as she collapsed onto her seat, and I relayed the events surrounding Decker’s death.
When I finished, she sat for a moment before meeting my gaze. “The people who murdered her. Did they pay?”
I opened my mouth, pausing to frame my response. Just because it wasn’t as black and white as it should have been, Larissa didn’t deserve an answer that tap-danced around the truth. But she was owed one that was honest.
“The woman who pulled the trigger is dead, and her co-conspirator is in jail, awaiting trial.”
She nodded. “This woman…did she suffer?”
In all honesty, I didn’t think she had, but when I was slow to respond, Larissa nodded and moved on.
“So basically, before she died, Decker bequeathed you the task of finding her mother’s kill
