Page 163 of Things Left Unsaid

“That you’re harassing me tells me you were allowed to leave.”

“Only because I have an alibi,” I grind out. “Did you see anything that day? If you were on Main Street, you might have noticed?—”

“I wouldn’t worry, Colton. Reilly is a moron. He’s wasting valuable time looking in the wrong direction. Anyone with eyes can see you’ve been targeted.” She huffs. “I never did like him or that father of his. His grandfather was just as much of an idiot too. At least the inspector’s from Montreal. Reilly’s corrupt as all get out.”

“He knows you were being blackmailed.”

“I’m sure he does. But what he doesn’t know, boy, is however many others that bitch was skimming cash from.”

“What made you pay her?”

“Can’t control many things but I wanted to control that.”

“Reilly said he found a letter in the truck.”

“Damn, that means the triplets knew…” She sighs, sounding every one of her years.

“What did she have on you?”

“That’s McAllister business,” she growls. “Now, if you think I’m going to waste more oxygen on this conversation, you’re wrong. These are minutes I’ll never get back, I’ll have you know.”

And with that, she cuts the call.

Shaking my head as I continue the drive home, I can’t stop myself from grinning.

She might be the wicked witch of Pigeon Creek, but there’s no denying the impressiveness of her bark.

Text Chat

Colt: You knew your grandmother was being blackmailed?

Carson: Knew someone was trying to lol. They clearly had a death wish.

Colby: Fuck, wait a minute…

Colby: You saying that was Lydia?!

Carson: o.O

Colt: Never mind

Colt: What were they holding over her head?

Calder: Something about our mom.

Colt: Was it true?

Calder: We barely knew her but I doubt it.

Colt: I’m sorry, boys.

Calder: Life’s shit and then you die.

Colby: Like Lydia discovered…

Colby: Too soon?

Carson: Don’t worry, Colt, I clipped him on the back of the head.

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