if you were trying to solve the crime, you’d be chasing her father, wouldn’t you?” He didn’t speak. A muscle in his jaw worked uselessly, and his face was slowly turning red. “You’d be chasing Lilia’s father,” she said, “except that you’re obsessed with Lilia. And I wish you’d just admit it.” “Admit what?” His voice was a croak. “That you want to fuck her,” Michaela said.
Climax!
