I froze.
The unexpected question caused my mind to momentarily stall. Since when had Beau begun to suspect me? I quickly replayed everything that had happened in the forest, trying to ensure I hadn’t missed any details. When Owen fell from his horse, I had been at least four or five people away from him. At that distance, it would have been impossible for me to have caused his horse to stumble. Besides, I hadn’t been the one who made the attempt.
I took a deep breath and looked at Beau calmly, my eyes filled with the hurt of being wrongfully accused. "It wasn’t me. I have no reason to harm Uncle. Beau, have you forgotten how I’ve spent the last ten years?"
Beau looked at me, the corners of his eyes downturned, his fingers unconsciously rubbing the fabric of his clothes. "Anne, I know yo
