Page 44 of Truth is the Ultimate Weapon

“You did seem to have quite a bit of… evidence,” Coy said. “Pretty fast investigation.”

Kenzie turned to Coy, surprised by his insinuation, “Coy?”

“There’s more… evidence, Sheriff,” Rip's tone carried accusation as he delivered the information. Rip shifted his gaze briefly to Devyn. “A lot more.”

Glen laughed boisterously, “There’s more? Oh, I can’t wait to hear this.”

“Owen is the reason we found Lucy’s remains.” Rip shared.

“I-I don’t understand.” Devyn stammered.

“I told Coy to let me know if he needed my help or resources that day out at the ranch and at my place. He took me up on it.” Owen admitted with a devilish smirk.

Coy nodded, “We had to keep it quiet to protect Owen and his people while they did some of the digging. We couldn’t because we knew we had eyes on us. We needed it to play out just like this.”

“Revealing Lucy was the ace in my pocket. I didn’t want you to find out the way you did, Devyn… that she was your biological mother, but it had to happen to stop all of this once and for all. I knew Coy and Rip needed that bit of evidence, too.”

“We recovered DNA from the burial sites, and ballistics from both Tommy and Lucy match and the ballistics from the two men found on our ranch match one another. Both sets belong to weapons registered to Glen. He’s probably got one of the guns in his hand right now. I’m sure the other will turn up with a thorough search.” Rip shared.

“The truth is,” Owen said, “Lucy was also here the night Tommy was killed. When Tommy didn’t come home, she came looking for him and saw Glen shoot him. She confronted him, threatened him, and even attacked him in a grief-filled fury. That’s when he shot her, too. To silence her. He convinced everyone that it had to be done, or they’d all go to prison, even Lilah. So, we kept the secret.”

“That’s the boldest story yet, Bridges. Did you just now make that up?” Glen shook his head. “You’re getting desperate.”

“Lilah ran out in the dark, looking for Lucy’s car because she kept screaming something about a baby to Glen. Lilah found you, Devyn. She found you in the car up the road from the ranch.” Owen shared, “That changed everything. We had to protect you, Devyn.”

“And how on earth do you plan to prove all of this?” Glen asked.

“Lucy’s car is at the bottom of the lake behind your property, Glen,” Rip added, earning a grin from Owen.

“In the lake?” Glen questioned. “How on earth… This was you, Owen. This was all you.”

“I had no idea where the car was, just that you’d taken care of it,” Owen said. “That’s not even the worst of it, though, is it, Glen? Do you want to tell Devyn, or should I?”

“Tell her what?” Glen chided. “What more can you possibly concoct at this point? It’s already pretty unbelievable.”

“Tell her you found the money, Glen. Her money.” Owen grinned.

“Money?” Devyn asked.

“Tommy might have found himself in trouble often, but Lucy wasn’t,” Rip said. “She just fell in love with someone from the wrong side of the tracks and had a child with him. Your mother was the sole heir of an affluent oil family. She was worth quite a bit of money. Money that’s just been sitting there all these years, in a trust. Glen found it and led us right to it.”

“I have… money?” Devyn shook her head, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“That’s how he wanted it,” Owen said. “The walls are closing in on him, and he wanted a faster way out of here. He found your money, and he’s slowly been funneling it out of your trust and into his bogus accounts, trying to bury it so it can’t be found and he can drift off into the sunset on his damn boat and live happily ever after and not have to answer to the cartel ever again.”

“I-I think I’m with Glen on this one. That seems…”

Rip reached out and swiped away the tear racing down her cheek, “It’s true. I saw it for myself. He’s been stealing from you, from your family, and blackmailed your mother for millions of dollars she didn’t even have, all because he got into business with people way above his head. He was going to start selling off the properties, funnel the money in that dummy shell corporation, wipe out your trust, and kill the last few loose ends that are standing right here. That’s why he killed Steele. So he could run and not have any ties anywhere. Untraceable and in the wind before his bosses were any wiser.”

“Dev,” Coy spoke calmly, aiming to appeal to his sister and the others grappling with the horrific and evil revelation, “He’s telling the truth. Saw it all with my own eyes. We just couldn’t tell you guys what was going on until we knew for sure. We were too close, and this was too dangerous.”

“Devyn,” Owen interrupted, offering the final detail that was sure to sell them all on the truth, “The name of Glen’s boat is… Blue Horizon.”

She gasped, tears spilling over, and Devyn swiftly turned her weapon on Glen. “You son of a bitch. It’s true. It’s all true.”

Glen slumped his shoulders and tried to appeal to Devyn as desperate and honest, “You don’t understand…”

“Oh, I understand perfectly well. There was one piece missing all along, and it was who was behind the last dummy corporation stealing all that money. The company name was Blue Horizon. You lying son of a bitch. You killed our mother, too, didn’t you? The extra morphine and other drugs… she wasn’t terminal. You killed her.”

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