Chapter 17

In the farthest corner of the audience, Reed handed a manila envelope to two detectives waiting by the side door. Inside were a backup of the rehab center's surveillance footage and the records of Giselle's wire transfers to those thugs. Hearing those words, Garrison snapped his head up, staring straight at me. But the next second, I dropped the microphone, turned around, and walked away. Behind me came Garrison's regretful shouts. I didn't bother with what happened after. I went to the...