Chapter 222: Misguided

Crew didn't get to chastise him, because my blurtiness interceded.

"The body was bloodless," I said. I knew intimately because I'd hung on the line with it (him) for quite some time. "So whose blood was it?"

"We need to ask that of Fleur King," Matt said. "The owner's name was etched on the cap."

And that told me I already guessed who it belonged to. Awesome.

Mom tugged at me as I left the step to go to Matt while Crew answered his ringing phone, turning his back on me to talk quietly into it. I soothed my mother's anxiety with a pat to her hand so she'd know I wasn't about to murder Robert in full view of everyone after all before stopping at Matt's side with my hands clenched into fists.

Okay, so maybe I wouldn't be killing my cousin, but the misguided ranger in front of me? Oooh. Boys.

"What the hell were you thinking withholding evidence?" Because I wasn't a snooping busybody who'd held a few things back from Crew in the past. Uh-huh.