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    Rage red in Haven’s eyes as she shot Linsey a look cold enough to stop a heartbeat. With clenched teeth, she shouted, “Kylee was the one whomitted that murder, not me! Don’t even think about tying me to what she did!”


    Linsey had expected this exact reaction. “I already know that, and so do the police. They’ve confirmed Kylee was the killer. But are you aware that convincing a prisoner to carry out a murder is still a serious offense? And more than that, the military-grade knives you bought in secret were never meant for civilian use, yet you acquired one specifically to kill. When you add those charges to the theft of that expensive ne, you’re looking at several years behind bars.”


    Everything around Haven seemed to stop as her thoughts spiraled in shock.


    Her knees gave out, and she copsed onto the sofa, her entire body trembling uncontrobly.


    Kase lowered his eyes and shut them slowly, overwhelmed by what he had just witnessed.


    Everything had fallen apart. His granddaughter’s life waspletely destroyed.


    Linsey quietly slipped her phone into her pocket and nced at the clock. “If I’m right, the police should be arriving any moment now.”


    Haven’s eyes flew open, locking onto Linsey, her voice shaking as she asked, “What did you just say?”


    Linsey replied with a steady chill in her voice, “We gave all of the evidence to the police before we even came here. With the kind of ess they have, they’ll uncover even more than we did. If you still have even the slightest trace of regret, the smartest thing you can do now is turn yourself in. It might earn you some mercy.”


    Suddenly, Haven broke into a fit ofughter, her bloodshot eyes spilling fresh tears.


    Sheughed through her tears, eyes never leaving Linsey. “You went through all that effort to dig up the truth—wasn’t it all for Gorman’s sake? Can’t you see it, Linsey? On the day you and Gorman were picking out your wedding clothes, I wasn’t the only one plotting. Gorman nned to use that same moment to take Collin’s life!”


    Tears welled up in Haven’s eyes as she turned her gaze toward Collin, her voice thick with pain.


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    “Collin, every move I made was to protect you! If I hadn’t sent Kylee to take out Linsey first, Gorman would’ve had his people kill you! You’d be lying in a grave right now! I did it all for you! How could you turn your back on me like this?”


    The gleam in Collin’s eyes turned mean, sharper than before. Even though Haven swore she was doing it all for him, her grudge against Linsey was far too personal to disguise as concern.


    He honestly couldn’t tell if Haven was being cruel on purpose or if her stupidity had simply reached new heights.


    “Keep talking. When the cops get here, make sure you tell them everything. Let’s see if they’ll toss out our evidence in favor of your ridiculous little fairy tale,” said Collin, his voice cold as stone.


    Those words hit Haven like a punch to the gut. Panic wed at her chest before she could stop it.


    No excuse she gave would sway him now. His mind was made up, and her lies were worthless.


    Collin didn’t care if she spent the rest of her life behind bars. She meant nothing to him anymore.


    What was worse, the woman she had tried to kill was the only one Collin truly cared about. There was no way he would let her off. That realization twisted inside her like a knife. Her lips lifted into a sour smile.


    She didn’t need to ask for forgiveness. It would nevere.


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