Chapter 188: The Rest Of Molly's Story

I'd had enough of her lying to me. "The cookbook, Molly. The one Ron was launching full of all the recipes your grandmother developed over her lifetime. The ones he stole from her when they were on the show together the first season. The same ones he was claiming were his own and planned to turn into a TV show." I scowled at her, made an ugly connection. "The reason you signed up for this circus in the first place."

For a moment I thought she was going to deny it. Lie again and ruin the small bit of credibility she'd built with me. Then, she shrugged, sad but not defiant. "I figured someone would make the connection eventually." Her little smile was weak. "Nice catch."

I didn't bother telling her it wasn't me, because Vivian wasn't getting any kudos for her part, thanks. Not even in the quiet of my mind. "So it's true," I said. "You auditioned for the show because you found out he stole the recipes."

"No," she said. "But I knew about it after the fact."