She would do the far more dangerous thing instead.

She would stay calm, and let the law do what her own two hands were aching to.

That was the discipline her father had spent a lifetime teaching her, and it had never in her life been harder to hold than in that silent room.

Chapter 17 — Tell Me This Isn’t True

Beaufort Ashworth turned to his wife of forty years, and his face had emptied out into something between disgust and grief.

“Tell me this isn’t true, Sabetha.”