Chapter 112

KEVIN KEPT HIS BALL cap pulled low. In a packed room of nearly five hundred, remaining anonymous shouldn't be an issue. He wasn't taking chances, though. Andrea was as dumb as a woman could get, a lot like his mother, but Andrea's shadow was a different story.

She'd arrived to the panel on time, composed and with a man. A man Kevin hadn't seen in his six weeks of observing both Andrea and Crystal.

It was all wrong.

She was supposed to flake out-or better yet-show up and be a wreck. It would make it that much easier for the plants in the audience to rile her up and cause a scene. Her demise would be so much sweeter if everyone saw how pathetic she really was, if they played up how much of a victim she was. No one felt sorry for the ones who screamed.