CHAPTER TWENTY THREE
“You lied to me,” Avery said.
Howard Randall sat before her. He looked healthier than the last time they’d met, almost as if her last visit had somehow rejuvenated his joie de vivre.
A frown came to him.
“Why would I lie?” he asked. “What do I have to gain, Avery? Is that why you came here? To force me to admit some kind of foul play?”
“He gave you the cycle. That’s what you said. ‘First body’ doesn’t necessarily refer to the victim. You practically pointed me in the direction of astronomy.”
A smirk came to his face.
“Did I? Are you sure? Because that’s not how I see it at all.”
“What is that supposed to mean?”
A menacing flair came to his nostrils. He pressed his palms on the table and leaned forward.
“You know the rules!”
“I’m not playing this game anymore
