Chapters (48)
- Title Page
- Copyright Notice
- Dedication
- Acknowledgments
- Prologue
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-one
- Chapter Twenty-two
- Chapter Twenty-three
- Chapter Twenty-four
- Chapter Twenty-five
- Chapter Twenty-six
- Chapter Twenty-seven
- Chapter Twenty-eight
- Chapter Twenty-nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-one
- Chapter Thirty-two
- Chapter Thirty-three
- Chapter Thirty-four
- Chapter Thirty-five
- Chapter Thirty-six
- Chapter Thirty-seven
- Chapter Thirty-eight
- Chapter Thirty-nine
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“I’ll let you know what we decide to do. It’s going to depend if the DA thinks we have enough evidence to go after a high-end lawyer like Parker. The crime lab is busting their butt to collect evidence from Clemson’s vehicle tonight and that will make a huge difference. We have Clemson’s statement, but we need to corroborate it. I don’t see a woman like Faith Parker blabbing like Clemson or Pollero.”
“They were pawns,” Lucy said. “Pieces of a puzzle. They didn’t know what was going on, but they certainly knew what they were doing was illegal. I don’t want them getting a pass.”
“They’ll face some charges, what I don’t know. We get Parker for murder, we can rip apart her life to get her husband on accessory or the illegal gambling. Once this gets out to the press, we could have people knocking on our door wanting to give us information.”
“Wish it was all that easy.”
“You call this case easy?” Jennifer laughed. “We need something so solid the lawyer can’t wiggle out of the noose.”
“Has Mitch Corta come in?”
“No.”
“He hasn’t come to our office, either,” Lucy said. “Sean thought he’d convinced himself to turn over everything he has. He doesn’t have hard proof of any crimes, but he has some firsthand knowledge of the money-laundering operation and documentation that would be valuable to our White Collar unit. He needs to go on record.”
“Should we put an APB out on him?”
“I don’t know.”
“He didn’t kill her, so what he has or doesn’t have isn’t going to help me make a case against Faith Parker. But if he’s an accessory—”
“We need to question him, but we don’t have anything tangible about his involvement, other than Sean’s unofficial statement.” Lucy snapped her fingers. It had been a long day—a long week. “I almost forgot. Mitch told Sean that Harrison and Victoria had been having an affair—a long-running affair ever since he returned to Texas.”
“That’s why they divorced?”
“I don’t know. Sean didn’t go into details, other than to say that he believed the divorce was amicable and Mitch claimed that he was in a relationship with Stan and that Victoria knew about it.”
“That explains a lot.”
“It does?”
“I have a copy of Stan’s will. Everything he has—and that’s up to the lawyers to decide what was ill-gotten gains and what wasn’t—is to be split fifty-fifty between his sister and Mitch Corta. It was written three years ago.”
Grover Mills didn’t want to disturb his wife. It was nearly nine at night, and she was getting ready for bed.
Lucy wasn’t backing down. They needed to find Simon Mills.