Chapter 15Constance extended a hand in my direction, eager to ship the formalities out of the way. “It is my immense pleasure to meet you, Kellan.”
I awkwardly clasped her hand, then pulled away hesitantly. “Just to get the obvious question out of the way… did you kill Ian O'Malley and your sister?”
“I did no such thing, but I believe I can trust you to help me prove who did.” Constance suggested we sit on a nearby sofa while she divulged her story.
“I have so many questions. I don't even know where to begin.” I wasn't prepared to render my undying trust to the woman, but we had to start somewhere.
“Let me tell you what I know, and perhaps you can help me fill in the blanks.” She sunk into a leather couch with an exasperated sigh and grasped a pillow against her chest. “It all began….”
