A FEW MINUTES LATER Joe came striding into the conference room with Trish by his side.
“Hey, guys,” Lizzie said as she hugged them both. Probably a dumb question, but are you okay?”
“No, Lizzie, I’m not. That kid doesn’t have a malicious bone in his body,” Trish stated, her eyes misty as she took a seat. “Not one. Never has had. I think someone is going to great lengths to frame him. What I don’t know is why.”
“Talk to me, Trish,” Nathan prodded gently. “Why do you say that?”
“Because I saw a young man earlier this week that looked so much like Grant it stopped me in my tracks,” she said matter-of-factly. “At the time I didn’t think much about it, especially once I realized that it wasn’t Grant after all. But now that Grant’s been arrested, I believe it’s a vital piece of the puzzle yo
