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  1. Cover
  2. About Tell Me to Lie
  3. Praise for Charlotte Byrd
  4. Don’t Miss Out!
  5. Also by Charlotte Byrd
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  38. Excerpt of Dangerous Engagement (Wedlock Trilogy Book 1)
  39. Connect with Charlotte Byrd
  40. Also by Charlotte Byrd
  41. About Charlotte Byrd

The sun is setting somewhere over the horizon as I walk up to her and take her into my arms. She wipes the sweat off her brow with the back of her hand and gives me a kiss on the lips. Just then a little boy of about two with blonde hair and blue eyes runs out of the cottage. He is followed closely by a white and gray dog with blue eyes to match. They swirl around us filling the air with their contagious laughter and happiness.

13

Olive

When I make a choice…

Ricky has provided me with more answers than I could’ve dreamed of but it’s still not enough. Even after he leaves, I debate whether I should ask him if he would tell the FBI and tell them that he was with Nicholas that night. He was his alibi and that has to mean something, right?

Perhaps, but I suspect that it would only mean something if the FBI were actually after the truth instead of trying to make a case as good as possible.

Besides, Ricky was there right after committing a crime. I doubt that he would be too eager to come forward unless the situation was already going to trial or worse.

Ricky’s answers provide context but still leave me grasping for more. Suddenly, I have even more questions than I had before. It takes me almost an hour to get home and when I finally do, I come to a rather dire realization.

If I want to free Nicholas, I’m going to have to figure out who killed both his old partner and his ex-girlfriend and not just that, I’m also going to have to find enough proof to convince the prosecutor that the cops are wrong.

At home, I make myself a cup of tea and grapple with what seems like an impossible task. If Ricky doesn’t know who killed David, and hasn’t figured it out in all of these years, how am I supposed to? And what about Owen’s ex-girlfriend? He was so certain that Nicholas did it and now the FBI is, too. My heart sinks to the bottom of my stomach. Each breath becomes laborious.

I finish one cup of mint tea and quickly follow it up with another. The hours spent in the car have chilled my body to the bone and I’m having a harder time than usual warming myself up.

I search the cabinets for something yummy to eat. I go past the dry granola and the power bars and skip over the chocolate candy and sour lemon drops.