CHAPTER SIXTY-SIX
Georgie clicked stop on the digital recorder and heaved out a deep breath in the silence after Hilda’s last words. Without many digressions, she’d told all.
Franklin had looked shell-shocked since the moment she’d mentioned Allan Hansen and her suspicions about his sudden death. But he’d flashed with distinctive emotions as he strove to keep quiet through her narration.
Shame with, ‘If I’d picked up my f*****g phone…’
Alarm when he echoed her worry, ‘Might already be too late.’
Naked fear when he said, ‘You put a target on your back!’
She dimly heard his comments on Hilda’s admission that her husband had murdered Allan, while the clock ticked, marking time passing, stoking her anxiety. Her mind turned to her glaring omission. She prickled with guilt, but now definit
