He had his answer. Ellie wouldn’t accept what was going on with Jack and Michael, or what had gone on. There were so many details she’d never heard and as much as she loved her father, Ellie deserved the truth, not some fragile belief.
She was angry. Upset. And tonight, with Jack potentially being the body in the bay, Ben should have left things alone. Door almost closed, he could have kicked himself.
“Ben! Ben, wait.”
The panic in her voice wasn’t about him leaving. He peered around the door. She was still at the counter, handbag on the floor and its contents spilled everywhere.
“Oh my God. I’ve made a terrible mistake.” Ellie stared at the middle of the pile.
He was at her side in a second. “What’s wrong?”
When she looked up at him, tears falling, he barely made out her words. “How
