CHAPTER 57
Forty minutes later, after fighting rush hour traffic from one end of the city to the other, Powell pulled into a parking space a few doors down from Paine Properties. He killed the engine, then turned to Tana. The manila envelope containing the screen grabs lay on the seat between them.
“You ready?”
Tana shifted in her seat. “Yeah, sure,” she said, a little too casually.
“You sure about that?”
Tana sighed. The truth was she wasn’t so sure about it. She was about to confront Allison Paine about why she had failed to reveal that she and Helen were on the jury together. How would she react, Tana wondered. How would anyone react? Nobody liked being outed. Especially by someone who was sticking her nose into a private life that was none of her business. And yet, it was Tana’s b
