Roland stood frozen in the plane suite, staring straight into Taylor’s eyes glistening under the dim light.
Who he was speaking with over the phone, that was the one question that will mean everything, the one detail that the cops shouldn’t know.
If Zoey heard, or any of the detectives, they will begin to ask questions. They will dig into his past, and discover things he wanted to stay buried forever.
Roland’s chest churned as he steadied his gaze on the detective. All of it felt like a trap, one big game Zoey, detective Wayne, and detective Parker were playing.
“Why the sudden silence,” Taylor’s voice dropped, eyes narrowing. “Are you not going to tell me the truth? Remember we made a deal. We come out clean to each other as long as we’re doing this your way, so tell me the truth
