I Went to Prison for a Crime I Didn’t Commit to Protect Him — Five Years Later, a Forged DNA Test Nearly Buried the Truth Again
“I never got a single letter,” Flynn whispered, his face gray with horror.
“Not one.
Mariana, I swear to you, I never received one word.”
“I know that now,” I said softly.
Because of course he hadn’t.
Fiona managed all the legal correspondence for the executive team.