“Because that’s exactly what the physical evidence proved,” he insisted.

“Was there a blue survey marker near that sharp bend in the road?” I asked coldly.

His grip on my hand suddenly loosened, and his eyes widened in genuine shock.

For the first time since I had known him, Austin looked completely rattled.

“Why in the world are you asking me about a survey marker?” he stammered.

I slowly pulled my hand out of his.

He noticed the rejection right away, and his face fell.