Forbidden Passion

Chapter 571 Mr. Reynolds Was Cunning

Patrick swirled the amber liquid in his glass, the ice cubes catching the light just right. He glanced at Theodore, "Why's she digging into you?" "Donovan's dead," Theodore said, like it was no big deal.

Patrick's jaw dropped, "What? How'd that happen? He was the Zieglers' only son."

Theodore paused, then laid out the whole mess. Patrick thought for a bit, "You're screwed, man."

Theodore had tried to set up Bishop, but Donovan ended up dead instead.

Even if he managed to kick Bishop out of Kedora, Donovan's death would always be a wedge between him and Phoebe. No way they'd be together without some serious baggage. Theodore downed his drink, looking all gloomy, "She has every right to blame me."

Patrick asked, "So, what's your next move?"

Theodore poured another drink, the amber liquid reflecting in his eyes, and chuckled bitterly, "No clue, let her dig."

No matter what, he couldn't stand being apart from Phoebe.

Phoebe was right; within a couple of days, the cops called her in. Craig and Phoebe had a long chat, but basically, they talked to everyone who knew Donovan and came up empty. The car had gone into the sea, wrecking all the evidence. They had to call it a cold case and wrap it up.

Calling Phoebe in was just a formality.

Phoebe knew the cops closing the case meant they had no leads and wouldn't find any more evidence, no way to nail anyone.

She signed the papers, accepting the police's closure.

with a life lost, the police's closure meant nothing but

Phoebe called Bryan

clearly getting nowhere. If the cops called it a cold case, how could Bryan dig up more in

and sat in her car for

at the Golden Apartment, Evelyn had just seen off some friends. Seeing

asked,

nodded, "Some friends came to

started cleaning up, glancing at Phoebe, "You've been here for days. I'm better now; you don't need to stay. Go home tonight." Phoebe plopped

stopped nagging and mentioned Donovan's funeral, "In a few days, it'll be a week since Donovan passed. I want to go to the

She looked at Evelyn, whose hair, under the light, was silver and shimmering, but

my husband young, now my son in my old age," Evelyn said, her words

up!" Evelyn snapped, her eyes red with anger, "Don't say that. My luck can't be that bad. If

anger, Phoebe leaned over and hugged her waist, burying

Don't take it

you joke about

sorry, I was wrong." Phoebe said,

her a couple more times, her hand raised high but landing softly, "I'll make dinner. After you eat, go home. Don't stay here and bother me."

her split with Theodore. At work, they barely spoke

space, but there was a noticeable

separate ways, not

couldn't let go of

wasn't entirely innocent in

watched Evelyn head to the kitchen. She hadn't told Evelyn the truth about Donovan's death. Evelyn had already lost a son; she didn't want her to live in hatred. Evelyn had just set the