With five angry looking guys closing in around us, I start to nervously turn away from Tina.“She’s lying,” I said, to anyone who would listen.We’d captured the attention of most of the bar now, even more than the musician. In fact, people were so distracted from him that he slowly stopped strummin
I hadn’t considered that, though it made sense. If Senior wanted us to split, he would want to keep our marriage a secret. He likely had a full plan to con me out of any potential money I would win from a divorce without a prenuptial agreement.He didn’t realize or believe that I married Logan for m
The men, being bigger and larger than me, forced me out of my backyard and toward a black SUV on the street with tinted windows. It was midmorning. As most of the neighbors were working people, they had all gone to school and work, leaving the streets basically desolate.Unless Logan looked out the
At Mr. Hatfield Senior’s command, one of the men standing at my side grabbed the tape and ripped it away from my mouth.I winced at the sudden shock of pain.“I want to be able to hear your answer,” Senior said.He wasn’t going to like what I had to say, but I didn’t let that stop me. This man had m
Logan walked straight into the tower where his grandfather’s office was, went to the elevator and pushed the button to the top floor. The elevator refused to move at first, but Logan still had a keycard. He tried it, and amazingly it still worked.He blamed his grandfather’s hubris. Grandfather like
An hour later, Logan and I sat in Dylan’s office. Dylan was at his desk, scribbling notes down on a notepad. Mabel leaned against the wall near the window, rubbing at her forehead like she had a headache brewing.“So you suspect she didn’t actually commit the crime,” Dylan said.“Steal a million dol
“He’s good at this,” I told Logan.“Do you think I’d have anyone but the best as my lawyer?”“And your best friend,” I said. Things had been tumultuous between them for a time, when I had some entanglements of my own with Dylan. Hurt feels spread all around. Jealous. Misunderstandings.I’d hoped we
After speaking with Logan, I felt more confident than I had been in a good long while, so together, we went downstairs and rejoined the interview.Mabel was speaking with Susan Willman, the newscaster.“It’s not unheard of for the interviewees to be provided the questions in advance,” Mable said. “I
“I’ve been in this game for too long,” Senior said. “When I first got the news, I could only think about my legacy. I became obsessed with it. I’m not like you, Walter. I didn’t think about my family, or anyone else. Only myself.” “It’s hard to teach an old dog new tricks,” Mr. Hudgens said. He la
“Janice,” Senior said. All smug arrogance disappeared from his voice. “What are you doing here?” “At first I didn’t think I would come,” Janice replied. “After all these years… I didn’t want to see your face ever again for as long as I lived. Better to leave well enough alone. But… after hearing e
I glanced down at my pink blouse and gray slacks. What was so wrong with my outfits? I dressed professionally… mostly. He really thought I needed supervision to pick out an outfit.Looking at Logan, I saw my own disbelief mirrored back at me. This was absolutely ridiculous.“Is that it?” Walter aske
In front of the partition screen, a large table had been assembled, with rows of chairs on either side, facing each other. We took our side, and Senior and his team of lawyers took theirs. There were so many lawyers that many of them had to stand.Senior sat across from Logan, though his glare of di
“He might surprise us,” Dylan said, a shred of hope in his voice, under a healthy level of cynicism.“Don’t hold your breath,” Frank replied.“The problem is we don’t know fully what to expect,” Mabel said. “Well – other than Senior being a crotchety asshole who will try to cheat us at every turn. W
“It’s time to talk to Logan and Hazel and stop this whole thing,” Dylan said. “You are outnumbered and outmatched, with so many people ready to stand against you.”Opening the top of the folder, Senior glared down at the stack of papers in the stack. “Disgruntled former employees. Fake friends. Fami
“We were just hoping to talk to her,” I said.The man’s brow lifted slightly. “Are you selling something? Wait -- why do you look familiar?” Narrowing his eyes, he gazed at us with suspicion. Then, suddenly, recognition must have struck him because his eyes widened. “You’re those people from the new
Despite the general unpleasantness of the conversation with the mayor and the governor, they eventually agreed to let us go. They had no real reason to hold us, and Logan saw through their veiled threats easily enough.In fact, he even seemed to make them feel to make them feel like unsupportive fri
That day, we changed our minds and decided to release six interviews to the website, with Michael Hatfield’s being the final. Overnight, the story gained so much national traction that the sheriff and two security men show up at our door.“Logan Hatfield? Hazel Whitaker? The mayor wants to speak wit