Chapter Nine
“It’s not looking good for the landlady now, is it?” Jason said, running the scarf that Blake had secreted out of Ashton’s though his fingers.
Blake was in his office with his partner. Most of the morning had been taken up with processing Molly’s assailants from last night. The trouble was, the DA was already looking for Molly’s statement, which would be needed to guarantee the conviction. But that was a problem for another time. He could give the DA the run around, and Williams would take the heat on that for a while.
With his elbows on the arms of his chair, Blake steepled his fingers over his mouth and swung his seat from side to side slowly. “I thought she was innocent. I was starting to feel guilty about lying to her, about us suspecting her at all.”
“Our pool has bee
