Secrets Never Die (Morgan Dane #5)(89)

Lance’s multitude of small cuts and abrasions had been thoroughly disinfected and bandaged, as had Morgan’s hands. He hadn’t broken any bones, but from the feel of his body, he was going to be black and blue tomorrow.

A deputy had come and taken their statements. They kept their stories brief and basic. Morgan and Lance had fielded a shocking call from Sharp too. Since the call had ended, Lance’s brain had been sorting through the details Sharp had relayed about his meeting with Joe and Aaron’s comments on the observation deck. Sharp believed that Joe had nothing to do with Paul’s death. Aaron had acted alone, possibly in an attempt to stage a takeover of the organization he’d been running for twenty-five years. The missing money had been vital to his plan. But how had Brian gotten involved, and why had Aaron killed Paul? There were still too many missing pieces in the puzzle.

Did Tina have the answers? And even if she did, could Lance trust her answers?

Tina wore dry scrubs, likely provided by someone at the hospital. She looked frail and lost, sitting in the corner chair, her knees drawn up into a fetal position.

Morgan beelined for the coffee maker. Lance crossed the room and sat next to Tina. He didn’t say anything, just leaned his head back on the wall.

Morgan brought Tina a cup of tea. “Can I get you something to eat?”

Tina shook her head. Morgan produced a small package of shortbread cookies from the kangaroo pocket of her sweatshirt.

“Sharp called,” Lance began. “He’s on his way back to Scarlet Falls. It seems Aaron was in Albany earlier. He tried to have Sharp and a reporter killed.”

Tina wrapped her arms around her knees.

Lance continued. “Then Aaron headed up here. Sharp also learned something interesting. Right after Joe was convicted, two cops were murdered. It seems the cops were dirty, and Joe thought they stole a hundred grand from him. He had Aaron execute them.”

Tina rested her face on her knees.

“But the cops didn’t steal that money, did they?” Lance asked. Aaron had seemed certain it had been Tina.

Tina lifted her head and looked from Lance to Morgan. “Whatever I say to you is confidential. You can’t tell anyone.”

“That’s right.” Morgan opened the package of cookies.

“Joe had been bribing those cops forever,” Tina began. “When the money went missing, everyone assumed they took it.”

“But you stole the money?” Morgan asked.

“I don’t know anything about the money,” Tina lied. She didn’t show any of the classic body language of a liar, but Lance had come to recognize that her lack of expression was its own tell.

“Where is it?” Lance asked.

Tina met his gaze squarely, her eyes vacant of any emotion, her face deadpan. No doubt she had learned to lie smoothly as a survival tactic early in her life.

“You still don’t trust us.” Lance suspected Tina was too damaged to ever trust anyone. Except maybe her son.

“Once Evan is well, we won’t be able to stay here. Joe will come after us.” Tina had the money. Lance was certain of it, and she was determined to keep it.

“Sharp didn’t think it was Joe who ordered this. He thinks Aaron either wanted to oust Joe from the organization, or Aaron was going to fund his own retirement. Aaron thought you had the money and wanted to get it back from you. Sharp’s theory is that Aaron didn’t like handing the business back and taking orders from his father after he had been in charge for the last twenty-five years.”

“Aaron was always a greedy bastard, just like his father.” Tina lifted her chin. “But I will never feel safe as long as Joe is alive, and I still don’t understand why Aaron killed Paul.”

“To pressure you to give him the money?” Morgan suggested.

“That would only work if I knew that he wanted it.” Tina didn’t admit to having the cash. But she had it.

Lance could see it in her eyes. If he hadn’t been so tired, he would have realized it immediately. “It really is in the trunk of your car, isn’t it?” At the time, Lance had assumed she was just trying to keep Aaron from shooting anyone. The idea of her carrying a large sum of cash in her trunk had seemed absurd. But it all made sense.

Her surprised glance was all the answer he needed.

“You collected medical supplies, but you couldn’t have run without the money,” he continued.

The muscles of her jaw tightened. She would admit nothing, and he wouldn’t make her. There was no point. Lance didn’t care about Joe’s drug money, and having it was Tina’s safety net.

“We’ll be glad to help however we can,” Lance said.

He understood. Tina had been abused and betrayed from birth. The only person she’d ever been able to count on was herself. And who was to say she was wrong about Joe? She knew him best. Maybe he would come after her.

“There is something you can do.” Tina’s face creased. “I need to speak with Joe. I need to look him in the eye and ask him if he has any intention of coming after me or Evan. It’s the only way I’ll ever be able to sleep again. Can you arrange a meeting?”

“I can try.” Lance didn’t like the idea, but he understood. She needed to literally face her fear.

“Thank you,” Tina said.

“Let’s get through tonight.” Morgan stood. “I’m going to go find Rylee’s brother.”