Jack paled. He looked at the photo again. A cute, innocent, and really pretty face looked at him from that picture.
"This is the girl from behind the dumpster who the newspapers wrote about?" He asked. "And your trail leads to our stable? To one of the drivers? No, it's just ... "
For Jack, this information was totally unimaginable. How could any of them be involved in her death?
It definitely wasn't Jack, unless he has a second personality he doesn't know about, but he wasn't losing time. Steve was quick-tempered, had a temperament more affectionate than nitroglycerin, but he was also kind-hearted. Lambert just couldn't imagine him as a murderer. Only Don was left, but aside from being an arrogant idiot who suddenly got hot at Martin, Jack couldn't imagine him hurting any woman, much less killing anyone. Impossible. All three were clean, and Jack would have had his arm cut off for it.
But wait, it was an information leak, not a murder.
