TWENTY-FIVE
Poppy was with her sisters, both Maddox and Granger, on the music room deck. They’d got all the way to Saturday without any hiccups. Violet was winding down from everyone learning about her affair. The press had packed up and left the gate on Thursday after Holden withdrew the bounty and stopped feeding them information intended to tantalize. The family statement went out on Friday and after a slew of calls, dealt with by Tiller and Preston, all seemed to have gone quiet.
“I’m jealous,” Casey said, sitting up on her reclined lounge chair to reach across to Poppy who was sharing a double wide patio bed with Charley. “Let me see the ring again.”
Poppy had grown up admiring her grandmother’s engagement ring. Just because it wasn’t new to her eyes didn’t mean it wasn’t special t
