“Richard, be gentle… I thought we were done for today. I was scared we’d end up as doomed lovers…”
“Idiot. Together, we’re unstoppable—how could anything go wrong?”
“Olivia’s dad was tough, that’s all. Wouldn’t die from a beating—had to burn him to finish the job. Those families were so stupid—easy to manipulate! All told, we made a tidy profit!”
Calling a man killed by his own son “tough”?
Richard’s cold-bloodedness froze me to the bone.
It also confirmed the recordings were real.
That beast had sold out his own father.
Otherwise, he’d have realized by now who the dead man was.
Right after I hung up, a strange number rang.
“Ms. Scott, did you see what I sent? Mr. Johnson said he wanted to ‘make full use’ of your father-in-law. Please call the Police Department—but don’t say the evidence came from me. I don’t want to die…”
Lucy had already been fired; risking herself to send me evidence was more than enough. I wouldn’t drag her further into this.
I’d thank her properly when all this was over.
I called the police at once to trace George’s remains.
A night passed with no news.