I told Kiara I was staying in for the day. I wanted to ask her about Craig’s texts, but the words stuck in my throat. What if it wasn’t just texting? The thought dug into my mind like a thorn. What if she had seen him? What if Craig had talked her into sneaking onto the estate somehow?
I shook the thought away. No one just sneaks onto the estate. Security here was too tight for that. And if Craig had been anywhere near last night’s shooting, Willams would have told me. Craig would have been the first suspect.
Still, the thought wouldn’t leave me. If something happened to me, there was a real chance that everything—money, name, foundation—would pass to my closest relatives. That meant Kiara. And my stepfather.
“Are you sick?” Kiara asked suddenly. She reached out and pressed the back of
