Theodore saw Phoebe''s face, totally wrecked. He got up, strolled around the desk, and pulled her into a bear hug, like he was trying to merge their bodies, his grip tight as hell. "Phoebe, I''m so sorry. I never thought Bishop would mess with Donovan, let alone get him killed," Theodore said, his voice heavy with guilt.@@novelbin@@


    "He killed Donovan. No way I''m letting him walk free," Theodore added, his voice hard as steel.


    Phoebe shook her head. "It wasn''t him."


    Theodore''s brow furrowed. "If it wasn''t him, then who?"


    "Donovan was taken out by Vanessa." Phoebe looked up, her eyes zing with pure hatred. She had nned to gather more dirt before spilling the beans to Theodore, but she couldn''t hold it in any longer. Theodore looked shocked and said in a low voice, "Phoebe, why would Vanessa kill Donovan? They had no beef."


    Phoebe exined, "I don''t know why she did it, but before Donovan''s ident, he took his car in for maintenance. She hit up the auto shop during that time and paid off a mechanic. After Donovan''s ident, that mechanic bailed. His coworkers said he got a chunk of cash to go back and get hitched."


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