Chapter 39
TarynMy knees quivered as I trekked into the house to face Jeff. He was taking some baked chicken from the oven and humming along to a song on the radio. He looked up at me as soon as I entered the kitchen. He was alone. Olivia must have been upstairs.
Unable to start with miscellaneous small talk, I blurted out my apology. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about the investigator. I should have told you.”
“Yes. You should have, but don’t beat yourself up. I talked with Shannon yesterday, and—” Jeff paused, setting the hot dish on a trivet. He sighed, looking chagrined.
“What happened?”
“You were right.”
Jeff took me back to his bedroom and recounted Shannon’s hope to extract money out of him as well as her threat to sue. None of it shocked me. I figured Shannon had been up to s
