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“There will come a day when you’ll be sorry you protected him,” she said.
“Now she’s threatening my family!” Butch complained, and this time when Finch took hold of her arm, she could feel his fingers digging into her flesh. “We’re leaving. Now.”
Again, she resisted his tug. “Not without my purse, my car keys and my phone.”
“You’re sure you don’t have her things?” It was Jonah who stepped in. “Because that could cause you some real problems down the road. And I, for one, would hate to see that happen. You being such a nice guy and all.”
Butch offered him a taunting smile. “The consultant speaks. How much are they paying you for this visit, anyway?”
“That’s none of your business,” Jonah replied. “Just answer the question.”
“I don’t have her purse or anything else that belongs to her.”
Francesca jerked away from Finch. “He’s lying!”
Obviously deliberating, Jonah stared Butch down. But Francesca didn’t like the decision he reached. “Forget it. For now,” he added, but she couldn’t. She was afraid she’d never get that stuff back. And the thought of Butch having her address book, her wallet and her credit cards sent chills down her spine.
“No! It was here. He’s got it. I won’t leave without my purse and phone.”
“He said he doesn’t have it.” Grabbing her again, Finch began dragging her away and, when she fought him, Jonah took her other arm.
“You’re a crazy bitch, you know that?” Butch yelled after her.
Fighting tears of frustration, Francesca twisted to get in one parting shot. “And you’re a monster!” she yelled over the barking of the dog, which was suddenly frantic. “What happened to April Bonner? What did you do with her, huh? And if you’re married, why were you submitting a profile to a dating service?”
“It was a joke,” he said. “My wife knows about it. And, last I heard, that wasn’t illegal.”
“Damn it, Francesca, don’t make things worse.”
Jonah’s mouth moved close to her ear so only she could hear. “Live to fight another day,” he breathed. Then he and Finch shoved her into the car and slammed the door so she couldn’t say anything else.
CHAPTER 4
Butch stood at the corner of his property, watching as the police drove away. He was in big trouble now, and he knew it. Maybe this time there’d be no way out.
Paris came up beside him. Fortunately, Elaine and Warren had taken their son inside. Although he lived with his in-laws, they usually minded their own business. It was Paris’s freak of a brother, Dean, who got on his nerves. Dean hovered on the porch behind them, hoping to overhear what they had to say, but for his own safety he didn’t venture any closer. Butch was almost sad about that. Angry as he was, he could’ve used a target.
“Did you go on a dating site?” Paris asked. “Did you submit a profile?”
There was no point in attempting to deceive her. If she wanted the truth, all she had to do was search dating sites. Or go to that Moretti woman, who probably had a copy of his profile. Why give Paris a reason to do that? They had to stick together at all costs.
When he didn’t answer, Paris lowered her head. “That’s what I thought.”
“I didn’t kill her,” he insisted.
She shaded her face, apparently eyeing the little puffs of dust that’d been kicked up by the police cars. “It says quite a bit about you that I’m relieved to hear it.”
The sarcasm bit deep, made him bristle. “It’s not as if you’re perfect, Paris.”
“At least I can be faithful.”
“I can’t help it. Sex is all I think about.”
“And now you were the last person to see a woman who went missing. Don’t you realize what that means? What if she’s dead? What if they find her body and it has your DNA on it? They’ll put you behind bars!”
“I wasn’t the last one to see April Bonner alive. There’s no way. Unless she killed herself, someone else had to be involved.”
When his wife didn’t respond, he looked over and found her watching him carefully. “You believe me, don’t you?” he said.
