Grayson POV
“No Detective, I didn’t notice the weapon” I say for the tenth time, Priscilla is sitting there gripping my hand tightly, and I love her for it. She’s always been nothing but good to me and my sister. Maybe because they never had kids of their own, she loves us to death
“Detective Sanchez, we appreciate you being thorough but I believe my client has answered your questions to the best of his ability” my dad says formally and the Detectives nod
“Just one more question” the lady says and I nod
“Were you and miss Farrow having an affair?” she asks my dad steps forward but I sit up
“Define affair Detective” I say and she clears her throat
“According to mister Morris they were engaged to be wed” I burst out laughing and they all frown, before the tightness in my chest forces m
