It was only some hours later, after she’d made her report back at the station and returned to her apartment, that Meg recalled why that had worried her so horribly – Richard hadn’t even looked at his brother once. All his attention had been focused on her reaction. Almost as if he’d planned for it.
Almost as if …
But it didn’t make any sense.
She typed Richard York’s name into Google and clicked on his law firm’s website. There wasn’t anything she hadn’t already known. He’d graduated from Harvard Law summa cum laude and taken a job at Neville & Warwick, where, in just three years, he’d become the darling of their criminal defense group. And, considering the scum he’d defended, it was maybe not that surprising that he’d stoop to trying to kill his own brothers.
The question was, why?