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

step toward me.

“Mom, wait,” Julian interjected, looking pale and sick. “Are you saying she… she killed her husband? Clara?”

“I’m saying she is a criminal, Julian,” Evelyn snapped, not looking at him. She turned her focus entirely to the Chief of Police. “Chief Brody. As the Mayor of this city, and as a private citizen who has just uncovered a massive continue reading …