chapter 88

If I told Tobey about Chase, he’d release him.

There was no doubt in my mind of that. Regardless of the killer, Tobey wouldn’t walk into that stadium and watch my lover in a Yankee uniform.

Chase would be gone by morning, and our World Series hopes would be gone.

Our team wasn’t good enough without him. That was the bottom line.

Dad wanted me to go after what I wanted? I wanted our boys to bring home a ring. I wanted the deaths to stop. I wanted to stop lying. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with the man I loved.

I just needed to find a way to accomplish all of that.

I pulled up to our home, my stomach twisted in a hard and painful knot.

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