Nathan glared at him, his face almost touching Ben’s. "You’re lying," he said. "You’re mixed up in all of this. You know something. They paid you. They told you to do it. Where did that van take them? Tell me the address!"

"I don’t know!" Ben cried, his voice breaking from fear and pain. "I swear, I don’t know! The deal was only about Caldwell!"

Nathan’s anger exploded, dark and blinding. He grabbed Ben by the shoulders and shook him violently.

No. He refused to accept it. ...