It was deliberately done, not an accident. Those words kept running through my head, leaving a sickening feeling in the pit of my gut. I'd seen it myself but until the inspector said the words out loud, I'd held out hope that my suspicions were wrong.
If she'd been in there...no, better not go there or I'll lose it for sure. And I was afraid that if I gave into the rage that I barely had leashed, I wouldn't come back from it. No one has to tell me that she was the target. That whatever went down here tonight was directed at her. So what now? Are they gonna try again?
What do I have to do to protect her? They got to her once I'll be damned if I'm gonna let them get that close to her again. Whoever this was, whatever this was, I know it was about me and that s**t just kills me. I wish the
