Chapter One-Hundred and Fifteen

Lauren's POV

As I sat across from Matteo, the phone pressed tightly to my ear, the detective’s presence accompanied by the last words he had told me lingering in the air.

There was a high possibility that the man seated in front of me was my mother’s killer.

“Are you sure about this?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady and avoid sending any hints to Matteo.

There was a pause on the other end, the kind that made me want to fill it with more questions that the detective probably didn’t have answers for.

“It’s what our suspect claimed, Mrs. Goldberg. But we’re not fully certain yet. We’re going to bring Matteo in for questioning first thing tomorrow morning.”

My grip on the phone tightened as I glanced up at Matteo. He was watching me, his lips curling into a mocking smile that made my stomach turn.

I tried everything I could to keep my expression neutral, nodding as if the detective could see me. “Okay, thank you for letting me know. Pl