Chapter 14
Pete talked to so many people who’d known Ansley or said they knew her. It was hard to tell who actually knew her versus who just wanted their fifteen minutes of fame.
He'd wasted so much time and money, but he finally had sound bites. Most were worthless bits of meaningless information, but maybe he could make something of it. He needed to make her pay, but he kept coming up short.
The desire to punch half the people he talked to in the mouth almost overwhelmed him.
The jerks lied when they said they knew stuff about her.
They didn't know anything. What they told him was that she drank beer in high school, she didn't date certain guys who were interested in dating her, and she bought clothes that looked like theirs.
The worst thing he could find was that she'd drunk too much one night in high school and thrown up in the principal's yard.
Sure, that was bad, but not anything that would destroy her.
Coming here had been useless.
He would have to confront her in person. It took a few weeks to figure out where she lived, but he finally had her address.
The first time he drove by her place, his heart was racing so hard he thought he might pass out.
It pissed him off that he was afraid to confront the bitch.
She’d ruined everything, and she had to pay.
A woman like her, someone who killed not once but three times, shouldn’t be allowed to roam around the country.
He had to prove that she’d been beside his brother and pushed him, thus causing his death. There was no way Craig had died in an accident. His brother was too smart to do something stupid like fall off the rail of a pier.
No way would Craig do something like that. Back when they were kids, Craig swore he never would leave him alone. He needed his brother back in his life, and if he couldn't have that, he would end the bitch who'd taken him away.