Chapter Twenty-Eight
Had Blake and her father really been so stupid? Anger, betrayal, and bitterness raced through her. How could she have been so blind?
After the door rang, and the noise levels resumed to normal, Blake came and sat on her other side, snaking an arm around her shoulders. “You were great, sweetheart.”
She slammed her hands on the counter, and she glared at both men. “Do not sweetheart me. Did you really think I’m so obtuse that I wouldn’t figure out what was going on?”
“Maddie, you don’t–”
“I am not done.” She pushed up her glasses, her mind racing. Who to start on first? They were both on her hit list as far as she was concerned. Her heart was slowly squeezing tighter with every breath. She fought the rising panic as questions ricocheted through her head.
She turned
