Damion’s POV

The truth had a way of revealing itself in pieces—never all at once, never in a way that allowed you to prepare.

And now, standing in my office, staring at the pages scattered across my desk, I felt like someone had just cracked my ribs open and left me gasping for breath.

Christopher Bane’s death wasn’t an accident. There was no way the police could believe it was all an accident and he had just miraculously had an accident if it was not intentional planned.

I had ...