Page 79 of Cruel Saint


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“It certainly was.” Liam swallowed hard, feigning grief.

I knew the truth, though.

This man didn’t grieve me for a single moment over the past several years.

Not when my being out of the picture cleared the path for him to get exactly what he wanted. Allowed him to sell out to a huge media company that went against everything we stood for.

At least everything Ithoughtwe stood for.

I should have known Liam would change his mind when billions of dollars were dangled in front of him like a juicy steak.

“It was especially tough in those first few months,” Liam continued. “I lost count of how many times I reached for my phone to text him, or went to his office whenever I had an idea, only to remember he wasn’t here anymore. That’s why I decided to sell Cloud Hero in the end.”

I had to hand it to him. He was a damn good liar. Then again, he’d had five years to perfect his story. Make himself sound like he sold our platform to ImageScape because he grieved my loss. Not because of the huge payday or the fact he was given a position on the board.

“Did they ever catch the guy who did it?”

“Sure did,” James boasted. “It wasn’t easy, though, since it was hard to prove murder without a body.”

I widened my eyes. “There was no body?”

James shook his head. “Nope. And to this day, it still hasn’t been found.”

“Then—”

“Sam worked with a lot of troubled kids. The police arrested one of them for it. I was the prosecuting attorney on the case.”

“Wouldn’t that be a conflict of interest, considering your ties?”

He shrugged. “I wasn’t as close to him as Liam and Alton. But I promised Liam I’d make sure justice was served.”

I sipped on my beer, my grip on the bottle tightening as I fought the urge to strangle all three of these bastards for what they’d done to Jonah. He’d turned his life around. Was planning to go to college. Only for these fuckers to frame him for a murder he had nothing to do with. He wasn’t even given the opportunity to mount a defense, not when, within days of his arrest, he was the victim of a brutal assault that left him brain dead.

His mother was forced to make the decision no parent should. Jonah went to his grave with the world thinking he was a murderer.

Whenever I questioned whether this was the right path, I reminded myself I wasn’t the only one they wronged. Jonah was as much of a victim as me. I needed to do this for him.

For his poor mother.

“Well, I’m glad you all got the justice you deserved. ThatSamuelgot the justice he deserved.”

“He certainly did,” Liam responded just as a buzzing sounded. He reached into his pocket and retrieved his cell. “Speaking of justice, this is the detective looking into Imogene’s attack. Excuse me for a moment.”

I kept my expression even, fighting against the grin begging to be set free at how much of a turn Liam’s day was about to take.

How much of a turn it was about to take for all of them.

“Who’s up?” Alton took a long swig from his beer. “Is it you?”

“I believe so,” I responded, grabbing the club my caddy handed me before lining up at the tee.

The entire time, I kept Liam in my sights. His body was turned away, but I could see his irritation and frustration from several yards away.

No doubt Detective Wheeler was currently informing him about the break they’d had in the case — that Benjamin Astor’s body had finally been discovered with a fatal gunshot wound to his abdomen.

But that wasn’t all.

He’d also inform him they’d found the body on Liam’s sailboat after a concerned member of the marina noticed an unusual odor emanating from it.

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