Georgia took a shaky breath. “But she... she literally hit May with her car!”
“I know,” Damien said, his voice low. “But without proof she did it on purpose, or even anyone else saying they saw her do it, there’s not much they can do. Her lawyer showed up not long after… made a few calls.”
Lucian folded his arms. “Let me guess. Her brother helped her.”
Damien’s jaw tensed. “Yeah. Sylvester. He pulled some strings, I guess. Must’ve called someone higher up. Next thing I know, Bonnie’s walking out the door like it was just a bad day at work.”
Georgia stared at him, lips parted. “She could’ve killed May.”
“I know,” Damien repeated, frustration flickering in his eyes.
“This is insane,” she said, pacing a few steps away. “She meant to hurt her, I saw it in her face just now. She didn’t co
