The mayor tried to ruin me at the altar—until the pastor spoke a single name that brought the entire ceremony to a halt

were going to bury it. He knew the civilian contractors had command oversight. He knew they were watching his digital footprint.”

Evelyn’s smile faltered. A tiny crease formed between her eyebrows. “What are you talking about?”

“Three days before he was killed,” I said, my voice rising, making sure every guest, every camera phone that was undoubtedly continue reading …