CHAPTER 63: DRAVEN PAID ME
MAXINE:
“Who have you ever been with, Donald?” I asked, my voice sharp as broken glass. “Who in your past might have hated you enough to destroy your child?”
Crystal’s fingers were digging into her arms, her eyes glued to Donald without blinking.
We were still in the dungeon, and the stench of sweat and mildew was beginning to make me uncomfortable. Well, it was a dungeon. It wasn't meant to be comfortable.
Alder sat shackled to the wall, his head hung low like a defeated animal.
Donald swallowed hard. “I—” he glanced at Crystal, then back at me. “The only person I ever dated before Crystal was Linda.”
I frowned. “Who’s Linda?”
“Draven’s sister,” he said slowly, as if the name itself left a sour taste in his mouth. “It ended badly. She was obsessed. Poss
