Kane’s POV
Josie looked as if she were on the verge of hyperventilating. She kept fiddling with her hands in her lap, while her eyes shot around the room in panic.
Evelyn remained cool and composed. “Josie, whose plan was it to plant the necklace?”
Josie’s shoulders sank. “...Bianca’s,” she whispered.
My brows pulled together in baffled confusion. I opened my mouth to speak, but not a single word came out.
I fought back the shock of embarrassment over the notion of how quickly I was to try and defend Bianca’s name. I guess I’d been doing it for so long that it had become an innate thing for me to do.
All the while, Evelyn hardly looked fazed by this. That alone left me feeling alarmed.
“Josie, tell us everything that you and Bianca had planned,” I demanded.
“For the record,
