Howard was trying to convince his daughter to face jail time with an intensity that freaked her out. Yolanda, on the other hand, wasn't about to give up. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she cried, "Dad, I can't go to jail. Not even for a year. I'm scared. Please, help me! Sophia and Tyler were there that night, too. They wanted to push that fool off the cliff as well."
"Shh...shh..." Howard quickly hushed her, raising his index finger for emphasis. "Sweetie, you gotta understand. We gotta keep Tyler's involvement hush-hush. With Ethan outta the picture, it's Tyler's turn to step up to the Benton Group. If he gets tagged as a killer, the Benton Group, ripe for picking, will slip away from us."
"But what's that got to do with me, Dad? I don't wanna go to jail!"
Howard sighed, "Don't you r
