Eventually Martin recruited Laura to gather information about Alex through me.
At first, she claimed it seemed harmless.
Then money became addictive.
When Alex began cooperating with investigators, Laura warned Martin.
She had been the leak.
Not a corrupt detective.
Not some rival gangster.
My little sister had nearly destroyed my family from inside our own home.
I could barely look at her.
“Why the letters?”
“To keep Alex away.”
“Why?”
“Because Caroline was terrified he'd reconnect with Sophie and discover Jake.”
Sophie went still.
“Jake?”
Laura smiled.
“Jake didn't meet you by accident.”
My daughter looked physically ill.
“He was sent?”
“Yes.”
“How long?”
Laura's answer was almost a whisper.
“From the first day.”
Sophie stumbled backward.
Jake had met her three years earlier at an art charity event.
He had “accidentally” spilled wine near her dress.
Made her laugh.
Asked for her number.
Remembered every birthday.
Brought soup when she was sick.
