Back The Unforgiven
Chapters (25)
  1. Cover
  2. Praise
  3. Booklist
  4. About the Author
  5. Dedication
  6. PROLOGUE
  7. CHAPTER ONE
  8. CHAPTER TWO
  9. CHAPTER THREE
  10. CHAPTER FOUR
  11. CHAPTER FIVE
  12. CHAPTER SIX
  13. CHAPTER SEVEN
  14. CHAPTER EIGHT
  15. CHAPTER NINE
  16. CHAPTER TEN
  17. CHAPTER ELEVEN
  18. CHAPTER TWELVE
  19. CHAPTER THIRTEEN
  20. CHAPTER FOURTEEN
  21. CHAPTER FIFTEEN
  22. CHAPTER SIXTEEN
  23. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
  24. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
  25. EPILOGUE

“He actually wasn’t cheating. She refused to accept it. Her husband has money. Not from his work. He’s a high school teacher. Family money. She only gets a part of it in a divorce if he cheats on her. At first, I thought she was worried about him, that he might have gotten involved with dangerous people or something. Then I found out about the legal agreement they made before their marriage and...that didn’t matter so much. I had told her I’d work on it a bit longer, but that I didn’t expect to find anything. Except that...”

As he spoke, he found himself staring at one of the pictures he had taken of Nathan Lawrence in what he had assumed to be a business meeting with a well-dressed man and woman.

“What?” Katie asked.

“Am I crazy? Am I seeing that woman now in everything?”

“What woman?” Katie asked.

He passed the picture over. “Jennie,” he said.

Katie took the picture from and studied it before looking back at him.

“She has tight black curls there, and I swear she’s used stage makeup or something to change her nose. But, yes, Dan! This could be her.”

“What about the man?”

Katie studied the picture again.

“It could be Neil Browne. I’m doubting that’s his real name now and that he was ever a doctor of anything. He’d be twelve years older than when I saw him. And there’s something about the nose on him, too. This guy has short, short hair, and Browne wasn’t wearing it that way when I saw him. He had longish hair, with a slash of it over his forehead.” She paused to shake her head. “It could have been them. I just can’t say for certain.”

Dan drummed his fingers on the table.

He needed to call Wendy Lawrence. But she wouldn’t help him.

He needed to reach Nathan Lawrence or, rather, get Axel to do so.

He drew out his phone and quickly called Axel, explained what he had found, and asked that he set up a meeting with the man. Thankfully, since he’d been hired to spy on Lawrence, he had all the information Axel needed to reach him.

“I’m at the autopsy on Jennie right now. Haven’t learned much yet, other than Dr. Vincent believes the first blow that slammed into her head and through her face would have caused death instantly. The other hacking was done afterward. He estimates she was in her early to midthirties. That would have made her about twenty-one when she was in Florida. I’ll get someone on Nathan Lawrence before heading back in. We’ll get something set up for this afternoon.”

Dan thanked him and ended the call.

“We’ll find out,” he told Katie, glancing at his watch. “We’d better go.”

“Right,” she agreed.