“Lacey,” I whispered. She swallowed hard, her eyes suddenly glassy. She shook her head. “This can’t be how it ends. I don’t want you going to jail and Lawson’s killer going free. This isn’t fair. I made that deal with Owen to keep you out of jail, and now you’re going to end up there anyway? No!” I blinked at the ferocity of her last word. A tear rolled down her face. My stomach clenched into a painful knot. “Don’t,” I gruffed out but then immediately softened. “Please don’t. I can’t handle it.”
