Alex
I’ve thought about killing Ben Davenport since bribing him probably wouldn’t work. For a dirty, old pervert, he was an oddly principled man. But I needed to him to stay away from Melody. Now that she was going to live with his family, there were more opportunities for him to manipulate and mold her into the woman he wanted.
Specifically Melody’s mother. Melody had told me he was obsessed with her mother while she was alive, even though she was married to his best friend, Harry Plum. I’d seen pictures of the late Mrs. Harry Plum and could definitively say that Melody was her spitting image. That had to be why Old Ben was crackers about her now.
“Chambers, what are you thinking about?” Melody asked while she moved around her food items on the tray. They were a cup of fruit-flavored g
