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I was alone.
Which was true. Technically. I walked into the house alone.
Unless one of my neighbors saw me.
Celine finishes my answer then Caster gives Asher a quick jerk of his chin.
“Do you know of anyone who would want Mr. McKnight dead?” Asher asks.
I shake my head. No. Honestly I’m starting to believe I didn’t really know him at all. I didn’t go to the city often. I knew he was an attorney. I’m guessing he has made some enemies at some point.
Asher jots down a few things on a notepad.
“Ms. Harper. Thank you for your time. If we have anymore questions, we’ll reach out.”
Both men stand, and I follow suit. When I reach the door, Caster speaks.
“One more thing.” He pauses and his face takes on a different expression. “What is your relationship with Greyson Roy?”
Ice slithers through my veins, but I keep my composure.
We’re friends. I sign casually.
“Interesting.” Caster hums. “Not a friend of Mr. McKnight?”
They met recently.
Shit. Where were they going with this?
“Looks like Greyson was the last man to see him alive.” His lip quirks up. “If you see him. Let him know we will want to ask him a few questions.”
I swallow down the urge to vomit and sign. I will before I turn the knob and rush out the door.
Chapter 43
Greyson
Sweat drips from my forehead as I slow to a jog. I couldn’t sit around while the woman I loved was being interrogated, so I went for a run to clear my head. I hadn’t spent much time in the gym this last week, and even though it was off season, my training schedule stays pretty strict. I’d eased up since my first meeting with doc, but I was anxious. My thoughts and memories were all over the place. I remember him opening the door. I remember the look on his face when I flicked her ring at his chest.
“What the fuck is this?” He snarls.
“Exactly what it looks like.” I growl before I snag him by the collar. “Tilly Harper doesn’t exist to you anymore. Lose her number. If you even think about speaking to her, or laying a finger on her, you’re done.” We were nose to nose, as I sneer my threat.
He brought his hands up in attempt to push me away. “All this for her?” He chuckles. “A deaf girl?”
I clench tighter, yanking him forward.
“Watch it,” I warn.
An arrogant grin forms on his face. “She has a pretty mouth though, right?”
My vision clouds.
“My favorite is when it’s wrapped around my co….”
Then it all went dark. Hectic.
When my eyes blink open, he’s on his knees, blood pooling on the floor…...
