Page 54 of Grave Stone

“After you, Prez.”

The interrogation room was hidden behind the elevator shaft on the ground floor. In the middle of the soundproofed room, Nathaniel Wood was tied to a metal folding chair with a piece of duct tape covering his mouth.

Tomb shrugged. “He wouldn’t stop screaming, and I figured you didn’t want him knocked out again.”

“If you want to live, keep your mouth shut and speak only when spoken to,” Sin ordered.

After Nathaniel nodded, Tomb ripped the tape from his lips, causing Nathaniel to shout in pain.

“Dude,” Tomb groaned. “What did we just tell you?”

“Knock it off,” Sin barked.

“Sorry, Prez,” Tomb pouted and stepped away from Nathaniel.

“Why did you try to kidnap Whitney Carlson today?”

“Because she killed my boys,” Nathaniel snarled.

“No the fuck she didn’t,” I snapped.

Nathaniel looked at me and laughed. “Take a look around, dumbass. People drop like flies around that bitch. You’re probably next on her list.”

“Who else do you think Whitney killed?”

He rolled his eyes. “She killed Glenn and framed my sons. Then she killed them.”

“She didn’t kill Glenn. I saw the video.”

“The video is fake.”

“Let’s say that were true. Why would she kill Glenn?”

Nathaniel grinned. “Because he found out that she shot her foster father and slowly poisoned her foster mother to death.”

“Do you have proof?” Sin asked.

Meanwhile, I stood there wondering if what he said could be true. She did say she was happy when her foster father died, but that didn’t mean she killed him. And then there was Glenn. She wouldn’t have killed him and put herself in a body bag with him on the off chance she might be able to escape. That left Nate and Tate. I couldn’t immediately disprove that accusation because she wasn’t under our watch until after they were killed.

Although if she was the one who killed them, and she did it after I gave her my ring, then she was under our protection at the time.

“Do you have proof or not?” Sin demanded.

Shit. I’d been lost in my thoughts and missed something.

“I just told you. I found her picture in the trash can at the pawn shop. Her name and information were in Glenn’s folder. Her car can be seen on the security camera for a split second before whatever-the-fuck caused days’ worth of footage to go missing.”

“That proves nothing,” Sin said.

“It was enough for me.”

Sin sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Church!”

Tomb slapped a new piece of duct tape over Nathaniel’s mouth before we locked him in the room and went upstairs.

“It’s your call, Stone,” Sin said. “Your ring, your murderer. What do you want to do?”

“He’s full of shit. Whitney didn’t kill his sons. I don’t know who did, but it wasn’t her.”