Chapter 5

"Mrs. Saunders." Marcus walked over to me. His voice was gentler now. "The little one has had a rough night. Take her home, and let her get some rest. We appreciate your cooperation tonight."

David kept a steadying hand on my arm. His face was ashen. "Mr. Webb, what is going on? Rachel, is she..."

"She's in serious trouble," Marcus said, his voice low. "We'll get to the bottom of this. Starting now, Rachel isn't just a suspect in an accident. She's under investigation for something far worse. Premeditated murder."

The word murder hung in the air, heavy and unbearable.