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Thisconversation would be tricky withDamonin the room.Icouldn’t openly communicate under his watchful eyes.IconsideredMorseCodewhenIwas saved by the bell.
Damon’sphone buzzed, and he cursed. “It’sthe office.Ineed to take this.Newsabout theAmbani-Maxwellmerger has been leaked.Everyone’slosing it.”
Ihopped off his lap soDamoncould step out onto the ensuite balcony.Hemade the “I’mwatching you” motion with two fingers atSophie, another silent threat to keep her hands off me.
Hiseyes were still trained on us from the balcony.Atleast he was no longer within earshot.Itwas the only private moment we’d get, andIdidn’t have the luxury of wasting time.Igot straight to the point. “Ihave some questions for you regarding the night ofRayyan’sdeath.”
Sophiestraightened in the plush blue-gray armchair. “Okay,” she spoke tentatively.
“Whenthe police first came to see you, why did you set my husband up by telling them you saw him?”
Herhead lurched back. “Iwasn’t trying to setDamonup.”
Mydisbelieving eyes narrowed. “Let'ssayIbelieve you,”Idrawled. “Thatyou thought you sawDamonleavingRayyan’shouse.”
“Idid,”Sophieinsisted with a bravado she hadn’t shown in front ofDamon.
Mygaze roamed her mien, searching for traces of dishonesty.
Fuck.Shewas telling the truth.
Mychest tightened, gravity pulling my insides down ferociously.Itmade no sense.Damonsaid he never followed me atSandsPoint.
Ittook immense control to remain unmoved and continue the conversation. “WhywouldDamonstill be friends with you after you ratted him out to the police?”
Shefrowned, puzzled.ShethoughtDamonandIwere in cahoots about this and had no clue of my ignorance over the matter. “I-Idon’t understand.Idid everythingDamonasked of me.”
“Explain.”
Sophiesighed. “Ihad a hunchDamonliked you since the day he threatened me for expressing an interest in you.That’swhyIorganized a threesome.Ithought if he worked you out of his system, he’d stop snapping at the rest of us.Andhe wouldn’t care ifIshoot my shot with you.”Sophiewinked at me.
Irolled my eyes.IfDamonwere to return to the room this instant, he’d wreck another one ofSophie’scars.
Similarthoughts must’ve crossed her mind, andSophie’sboldness waned.Shegestured at my ring finger. “Obviously, circumstances have changed.Ididn’t realize how obsessed he was with you.”
“Whatdoes that have to do withRayyan?”
“I’veknownDamonmy entire life and knew he couldn’t have killed anyone.Buthe especially wouldn’t hurt your family.Youmean too much to him.Iheard about what happened at that party and assumedDamonstopped by to apologize toRayyanfor punching him.”
“Youare certain of your convictions.”
Sophieshrugged. “Damonwas the one who told me thatIneeded to be honest about whatIsaw, which wasDamonleavingRayyan’shouse.Aman who did something wrong wouldn’t have asked me to be truthful.”
“Butthe deposition you provided painted him as a killer.”
Sophieappeared confused. “Iwasn’t trying to paintDamonas a killer.WhenItold the policeIsaw him leavingRayyan’splace,Ididn’t know there had been a death or that it was connected to a murder investigation.Otherwise,Iwould’ve never implicatedDamon.Itried retracting the statement, butDamontold me not to bother.Ididn’t realize he was taking the heat to protect your family.”
ButDamononly protected one person in this world.
Me.
“Tellme what you saw.”
“Iwas home alone that night whenIheard a scream fromRayyan’shouse.Icalled the police, and whenIlooked out the window and intoRayyan’syard,IsawDamonexiting the house.”
Myheart stopped.Damonwas there.Hewas there the night ofRayyan’sdeath and toldSophieto fabricate the details.
“Sowhy did you lie in front of my family?”
