She had spent a career telling juries that buried things come up.

She had just spent six months being the buried thing.

And she had come up.

Chapter 18 — That Laugh

Ellwood confessed before sunrise, handing over messages and logs and the address of the shop where the car had been tampered with; the mechanic was caught two weeks later trying to cross a border under a false name; Cassia’s own email undid her claim that she’d been coerced.

Rosamund took control of the firm under the trust.