Lorraine’s mouth twisted in a snarl.
“Nate is my man,” she hissed. “He said he loved me, that I was his One and Only. And then he cheated on me.”
“So, no one is allowed to have your man.” Pascal said quietly.
“You’re damn right about that. He knows he’s my man. He knows that I can’t abide cheating. It’s happened before to me.”
That would explain her paranoia. To a point. Michael couldn’t see the smiling, funny woman he had known in the office. Lorraine looked like a stranger now.
“And you snapped.” Michael felt the shiver down his spine. “And you used your skills as a police officer to hide everything and pin the blame on an innocent man.”
The knowledge that Lorraine had tried to frame Spyros just made Michael angry. Spyros had been caught up with something that had nothing to do with him.