Jace slumped his shoulders, and let out a sigh. I could see how depleted he was, but until I knew the truth, then I couldn’t help him. The truth would hopefully set us both free.
“The hit was because of him.” He sighed, sitting back down in exhaustion. “When Drew went to prison, he got cocky with the wrong person.”
“In what way?” I lightly asked, sitting next to him once more.
“I asked Antonia what had gone on, and she told me everything. At the beginning of all this, the police had no leads to go on, and knowing that this went further, I enlisted her help. Between what you and Antonia told me, I found the paperwork that the private investigators had sent to me, telling me that this led back to his time in prison. But that’s where their information ended.”
“Okay…”
“So, I enlisted Antonia’s help, and through her and her contacts, she was able to get to the bottom of where this threat was stemming from.”
“Tell me the rest, Jace,” I urged.