Chapter 6Blue Moon
Wexler was a senator with delusions of a presidency dancing in his head. He’d set into motion events that had led to the car crash that resulted in my mother being seriously injured.
That hadn’t been his intention, of course. No, I was supposed to be the one in that hospital bed, if not in the morgue, and with me out of the way, Mother would, according to Wexler’s thinking, fall into his palm like a ripe plum.
It hadn’t worked out that way. Instead, one thing after another had gone wrong for him. His aide had been killed when his car collided with a bridge abutment. His wife had been severely injured when she’d…crashed her vehicle into a tree—there had been a spate of motor vehicle accidents over the course of those few days.
I’d brought a civil case against the sena
