Twenty-Two
Jake
My flight leaves in four hours, but there’s somewhere I need to be. Ellie doesn’t want me anywhere near Bryan, yet I can’t let this go. If Owen thinks he’s still guilty, there has to be some truth in it. I’ve always trusted his judgment. I don’t like being played for a fool, and Bryan’s going to find that out.
Samantha’s funeral is almost over by the time I arrive at the graveyard. Her parents can barely walk as they retreat to the limo to be driven back to the funeral home. Bryan is nowhere in sight, until I finally see him standing behind a tree several yards away. He doesn’t sense me as I come up behind him. The second he turns around, I grab him by the throat, and slam him against the large oak.
“What the f**k are you doing?” he croaks, grabbing at my arms.
I get r
