For a moment, Natalie couldn't believe what she'd just heard. Kate was dead?
How?
Then a chilling realization washed over her like ice water.
Natalie looked at her father, accusation in her voice. "You killed her."
David didn't even flinch. He simply said, calm as stone, "I took care of the problem. Kate should have known better than to lay a hand on you."
Natalie's mouth fell open, staring at him in disbelief. "So that's it?"
David lifted a brow, as if confused. "That's what?"
"You killed her without giving her the chance to pay for her crimes?"
David answered with flat finality. "She's already paying for it. In hell."
The words punched the breath out of her.
"So what about me?" Natalie whispered, feeling heartbroken, furious, and betrayed.
