Jagger gripped my other hand. “At the risk of sounding unsupportive, you forgave Rafe. Why can’t you do the same for Banjo?” I blew out a long breath. I’d wondered the same thing myself. I blinked back tears. “Because I wasn’t in love with Rafe. It wasn’t his bedroom. His bed. Banjo swears the camera was planted by Augie, and I believe him. But I know there’s more going on that he’s not telling me. He’s got walls up, and I can’t let mine down until I know he’s being honest with me.”
