CHAPTER 28
IF EMMY AND Ana were right, this case was even worse than I’d imagined. It hadn’t just been Ethan’s reputation that Christina’s murderer wanted to trash. If they’d pushed him off the edge of the road in his car, they’d been trying to kill him as well.
This whole mess was a contradiction from start to finish. The calculated planning, the red-hot anger of the stabbing, then the coolness as the killer walked away from the crash scene and disappeared. We were still missing something—we had to be—but I couldn’t quite grasp what it was.
I could only carry on pulling at loose threads until things began to unravel.
When I’d got back to Riverley last night, I’d started reading Lavinia’s letters. Ethan and Ronan were right. They weren’t horrible or threatening, more like the ramblings
