Chapter 21
There were so many emotions running through Chase he didn’t know how to handle them. He wanted to punch his steering wheel, scream to the heavens, and curse the very ground he walked on, but he also wanted to cry for the pain his mother had endured.
For the past ten years he believed she went peacefully, that she died immediately and never had a chance to feel any pain. Lies. It was all lies. He saw the police report, the Red Maple Fall Police department insignia in the corner and the signature at the bottom of the old police chief. There was no fabricating that.
He had been too young to read the papers, and he could see why Layla lied. She had been through enough; she didn’t need to see the pain she felt in the eyes of her baby brother. But not Sam. He didn’t have a good eno
