“Your car just exploded all over the neighborhood,” he pointed out with grim relish. “And then there’s the two drive-by shootings—”
“But why? I know I’m annoying—”
“Your—” the Captain cleared the husky out of his voice, then finished, “safety is our first concern. The mother—”
“Mother?” Luci prompted when he stopped.
“Motive. I meant motive.”
“Uh huh.” He looked so horrified, she added with outward calm, “I always mix up mother and motive.” Inside, small tremors of shock quaked through her insides as her mind resisted what her eyes and her heart tried to tell her.
He gave her a far too grateful look. “The motive will become clear when we have the truth. The absolute, honest truth. With no more damn lies and running away.”
He stood up, his fists clenched. Luci stood, too, unable—unab
