CHAPTER 36
OLIVER LOOKED HAPPIER than I’d ever seen him when I told him about Lavinia, and Lyle, well, I thought he was going to turn cartwheels.
Ethan, on the other hand, looked shell-shocked.
“You know, up until now, I always had that bit of doubt in my mind, that maybe I did do it. I can’t believe there was somebody in my house and I didn’t notice.”
“You were probably unconscious by that point.”
“That’s even worse.”
I squeezed his arm. “Neither scenario’s great. Did you get the meeting with Harry and Ronan set up?”
“Yeah, for tomorrow. Harold’s wife’s having a dinner party tonight. Just don’t call him Harry to his face—he hates it.”
I made a mental note to call him Harry every single time we spoke.
“I feel sorry for his wife.” Especially when I thought back to the way his finge
