Chapter 35

Valerie was gravitating between rage, and moments of clarity. One minute she was remorseful and the next she was filled with such hate she'd try to break the bars of the cell in half with her bare hands.

How had she ended up here? She'd planned everything down to the last detail. She'd bought everything under the name of the company, a name that hardly anyone in the town knew or even remembered. It wasn't the same name as the one on the marquee outside the gallery of course, but the name her great grandfather had used for the family business decades ago.

It's an umbrella company that the relatives of her generation still uses, comes in handy for tax cuts and things like that. Along with some other less above board dealings that were better left alone.

She'd never have expected the local detective and that hick she works with to unravel all her hard work so easily. She thought for sure they'd have written it off as a prank gone wrong, anything but the conclusion they'd drawn; the rig