“You can start by answering one question,” I said. “Did you steal money from my children?”
She collapsed into a chair.
“I was going to replace it.”
“That’s not what I asked.”
She looked shattered.
“Ryan came back desperate. He said terrible people were after him. He threatened that Mia could get dragged into everything if I didn’t help. I panicked.”
“So you stole from me?”
“I convinced myself it was temporary,” she whispered miserably. “I know how awful that sounds.”
I stepped closer.
“Did you tell Ryan Liam had proof?”
Grace shut her eyes.
“Did you?”
Finally, she nodded.
“Yes.”
The room suddenly felt freezing cold.
She broke down sobbing.
“I told him Liam had copies. I told him when Liam left work that night. I thought Ryan would scare him into giving everything back. I never thought he’d—”
“Liam is dead.”