He shook his head. “Fire me. I don’t care. You know I’m not lying. I took you there that night. You were in the house for over an hour. I waited for you.” He looked around the room at the others. “I’ll defend Mr. English no matter what. He’s a fine man who’s never done anything but good by me.”

Anderson spoke quietly. “It will be better if you admit it now, Mrs. Hathaway. The truth will come out. I have a warrant right here.” He pulled a document from his pocket. “For your house and your car. Tell me, are we going to find any of Lily Michaels’s blood on the leather or the floor mats?”

Georgina’s face turned a mottled red. She walked to the fireplace, put a hand on the mantel, and let her head hang. She stood there for a minute without saying a word. Finally, she heaved a sigh and turned to face them. “I was there.”

Kate couldn’t follow what Georgina was saying. She opened her mouth to speak, but the older woman went on.

“But it was all a terrible misunderstanding—”

“It was you!” Kate’s hand flew to her mouth as she looked at Georgina in shock.

“Georgina, what are you saying?” Harrison said, and Anderson put a hand up as if to silence him.

Georgina’s face was red, and she narrowed her eyes. “Lily called me that night. She told me she needed to see me right away. She sounded so upset, so I went right over.” She paused and ran a shaking hand through her hair. “Lily told me about your argument,” she said, looking at Harrison. “Said she’d admitted to getting pregnant while you were engaged. What she hadn’t told you was that the father was my Bishop.”

Kate felt sick. Bishop? Selby’s father and her mother had slept together?

“What are you talking about?” Harrison thundered. “She and Bishop were having an affair?”

“She said it only happened once. When you were still at Stanford. Palmer was just a baby. They went to a party together.” Her voice turned angry. “We were all supposed to go together, but then Palmer wasn’t feeling well. I told Bishop to go on without me. Stupid me, I thought nothing of it when he came home late, stinking of booze. What a fool I was. He’d been with Lily. But I thought she was my friend. My best friend. Ha!”

Harrison’s face was white. “Did Bishop know about the baby?”

Georgina shook her head. “No. Apparently, Lily never told him. They made fools of both of us, Harrison.”

“What happened that night?” Kate asked impatiently. “What did you do to my mother?”