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But doubt lingered under his certainty He’d lived in constant fear that soame and call him out But people sahat they wanted to see—and no one wanted to believe a killer could actually be living next door
He wiped his hands on his thighs Had he ht but found no mistakes The cops had been satisfied Nick Zabrowski had been arrested The whole town thought Nick was guilty
Nick Zabroas going to be convicted of murder
Because the alternative was unacceptable If Morgan Dane proved Nick’s innocence, then the police would resuh, who knehat they’d find? No matter how careful he’d been, there was always risk He wouldn’t be able to sleep at night until the trial was over and Nick Zabroas sent to prison
He clicked “Play” and watched her give her short speech one more time The fire in her eyes made him hit pause She was determined She actually believed Nick was innocent
Apprehension prickled along his skin like static electricity Morgan Dane was going to be a problem He could feel it
Above all, he couldn’t allow her to find out the truth
Opening a ne in his browser, he began a randoan Dane Her address Her faainst her
He would use information as ah holes in any foundation, it would crumble
Morgan Dane was a threat, and she needed to be stopped
Chapter Eighteen
The next ations Lance and Sharp were in the process of clearing the room out for her use The closet door was open and stacked with boxes The long table in the center of the room still held a few cartons
“How is Sophie’s cold?” Lance shifted a box He hat she’d coo pants, a snug tee, and a short-sleeved shirt worn unbuttoned, likely added to conceal the weapon behind his right hip
“Much better” Morgan set a takeout tray loaded with three coffees and a Dunkin’ Donuts box on the table “But I suspect Ava has caught it No doubt Mia will be next”
“You brought donuts?” Lance grinned
“Also a couple of croissants and an took the lid off her coffee and inhaled She loved suh her In her opinion, pus about the approach of cold weather
Sharp walked in “You know Saturdays, and every other day, are casual here”
“When I’an thought her appearance had beco Nick’s case Without the weight of the prosecutor’s office behind her—and considering public opinion was not on her side—she would have e lawyers’ abilities by the cost of their clothes and vehicle I drive a minivan The suit is all I have”
And she considered it her armor
She offered Sharp the Dunkin’ box He made a distasteful face
“I’ll take one” Lance grabbed a glazed donut “Sharp doesn’t drink coffee or eat processed foods”
“I’an selected a Boston Kreme “I have a wicked sweet tooth”
“Sugar and caffeine are highly addictive,” Sharp said in his high-and-hty tone
“I’” Lance took a coffee from the tray
“I’an slid her laptop froain for the loan of your office space”