Chapter 23

“Are you out of your ever-loving mind?” Trenton exclaimed, slamming his fist on the desk. “Do you think I’m that stupid? If you had died, who do you think the cops would have looked at first?”

“Me,” Richard replied with a tight smile. “They always suspect the person closest to the murder victim. They would have had a reason to since Mick’s willed the clubs to me.”

Good one. Mick resisted smirking at Richard’s lie, before realizing that as far as he knew, it could be the truth.

Apparently, Trenton believed him because he spat out, “He’s not that crazy. He barely knows you, you…gold digger.”

“Back to that, huh?” Richard said.