Riva hugged her, not in affection but to protect her from a beating. Pressed together, Rachel could see everything. Riva killed Frank Morris in cold blood. She calculated the moment he would be at home, she set up Donnie, and she didn"t care that Isobel was taken out. Rachel wanted to push her away, and she would have done so too if Pinky wasn"t fighting back clenched fists. He was totally lost now. Control had slipped through his fingers one too many times.
“We need to know what happened to Frank!” He muttered more to himself than to them.
“Why, Pinky? Finding out isn"t going to bring him back. Don"t go ruining what we have like he did. Frank is dead, nothing we do is going to change that. Look, we have her, we have Rachel, we can win again.”
“I have to find out.”
“Why?”
“Because I n
