CHAPTER 13
AT LAST, WE were getting to the bottom of this whole mess. I was convinced of it. But the turmoil in my head? That still had a way to go. After overcoming my shock at finding Black’s double, I tried to work out why the Ramos family wanted my husband dead in the first place.
“They probably thought Black was trying to put them out of business,” Seb said as he watched me pacing from his position on a floral-print chaise longue, stretched out with his arms folded behind his head.
“But he’d barely got anywhere. I saw his notes.”
“If they found out his reputation, they’d have been worried that would change.”
“I guess.” I dropped the rounds out of the revolver I’d borrowed from Eduardo, spun the chamber, and reloaded them. “Do you reckon they knew what he looked like? That he was
