Connor’s POV
“Dad.”
I turned to look at Matt who just entered my study room. I signaled him to sit on the chair in front of my table but he didn’t oblige. He stood in front of me with a straight face.
“What is it, son?”
He scoffed. “Did you know that Kelly believed that her mother was murdered and that she’s suspecting us?”
It’s nothing to be shocked about. I know that that’s why I’m doing everything to keep my family out of the hot seat.
“I know.”
His forehead creased. “Dad, will you just let her do that?”
I chuckled. “Let her be, son. She’s just lonely. Once she realizes that she’s wrong, she’ll stop.”
“What if she won’t stop? What if she has evidence?”
That alarmed me. I clenched my jaws and I stared at my son. “Evidence? She has evidence?”
He shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t know. Maybe she has. That’s why she was so confident when she told me that her mother was murdered. Why?
I sucked my breath and shook my head. “Nothing. Go. I have some paperwork to finish.”
