Jeremy’s POV
“I… I had no idea,” Shirley Dane stammers, her voice trembling as if the words are themselves poison. “I knew they were… mischievous, reckless… but murder?” Her eyes flick to Sheriff Thomas Hale, a mixture of horror and disbelief. “I-I never imagined…”
My in-laws. Mother-in-law and brother-in-law.
My wolf snarls at the naivety, at the sick privilege that blinds her, because indirectly, Shirley did strike the first blow at my wife. She encouraged the cruelty towards Claire, and I could smell her fear, uncertainty, the faintest trace of relief that she’s not implicated when the sheriff, Thomas Hale, who’s back out from vacation, told her she won’t be charged with attempted murder, but she would be brought in for questioning. Her greed is still there, it lingers in the chemic
