Framed! by Robin Caroll

Author:Robin Caroll
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Steeple Hill
Published: 2009-08-28T04:00:00+00:00

ELEVEN

Now, beyond any doubt, Ava knew her heart had been right about Max. The relief and reassurance warmed her all the way to her toes.

“Now we have to figure out who and why.”

She nodded, realizing he still held her hands. No wonder her thoughts were so jumbled. “I’d say the killer.”

“Definitely, because they had to put the medallion on him after shooting him.”

She shivered. Someone would be so cold to shoot her brother and then plant evidence to incriminate Max. Who would be so bold, so hateful? Slowly, she pulled her hands into her lap. She wouldn’t be able to think clearly while he touched her.

“Do you think that means all of this was premeditated?”

Ava pondered the possibilities. “I’d think it’d have to be. I mean, they had to get Dylan to the property, have a gun on them or within easy access, and have the medallion with them to plant it.”

“I think so, too.” Max let out a heavy sigh and ran a hand over his dark waves.

She remembered how soft they were to her touch and shook her head. She needed to concentrate, not waltz down Memory Lane.

“So we’re back to square one—who murdered Dylan?”

Max rubbed his hand over his chin. “You know, maybe Dylan told us who shot him. Maybe it was ‘Sarah’s father.’”

“What? Earl was already dead. How could he have shot Dylan?”

“Talk around town is that Earl wasn’t Sarah’s father.”

A vise tightened around her heart. “No, rumor is Dylan was.”

“But what if neither man was Sarah’s father?”

That jerked her head upright. “What do you mean?”

“What if Dylan knew Sarah’s real father, and it wasn’t Earl or him? Maybe that’s what he was trying to tell the FBI.”

She hadn’t considered that possibility. Hmm…“But who else could be Sarah’s father? We can’t exactly ask Leah.”

“I think that’s the question we need to be asking. Obviously, it was vitally important to Dylan or he wouldn’t have wasted his dying breath trying to tell us.”

“You’re saying if we find out who Sarah’s father is, we’ll likely find who killed my brother?”

He nodded. “It’s the most logical place to start, wouldn’t you say?”

But there was a chance Dylan was Sarah’s father. No denying the child resembled Charla and Ava herself.

And Ava had the power to find out.

Yet, she didn’t feel up to sharing all of this with Max just yet. It was too personal, too private. Plus, she needed to wait to hear what Mr. Fayard said where the law stood on the issue. The attorney’s words came back to her. “What about the evidence?”

“What evidence? All they have is my medallion, which puts me at the top of their suspect list.”

“The long red hairs found on Earl’s and Dylan’s clothes—they’re a match with each other and, from what I recently learned, come from a red wig. A wig that’s made from natural hair.”

“Hairs?” Max’s brows lowered. “What hairs?”

“You don’t know? How can you not know this?”

“Tell me.”

She filled him in on the particulars—red, not strawberry blond, long, and definitely from a human.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.