I turned to Fabian, my eyes wide. "What?"
"Those texts were never sent from my phone. And given the time, let's say... where was he found? Let's say five minutes from the office. He was rushed to the hospital. The hispital is forty-five minutes away. They went into surgery. Let's day at least thirty minutes, with prepping and all that. It doesn't add up that the person was not in the car with him."
Gerald let out a small, shaky breath. "But... who would want to kill Charles? Why would anyone even want to do something like this? Charles has always been such a good man. He was such a good man. How could they end his life like this? Those bastards, damn!"
Fabian said nothing more, his eyes squinting as he focused on the path ahead. The sun had completely gone down now, and I leaned back,
