“Reed was right, wasn’t he? That’s what got to you?” Gretchen said, seizing on the little tidbit. “The knife.” “The premeditation, yeah,” Marconi said. “Lena and Ainsley, they were acting in the heat of the moment. Reed had planned for it.” “And who knows what he was thinking when he saved that knife with Viola’s fingerprints on it,” Gretchen agreed. If she had to guess, she would say he’d been plotting something like this in the back of his head, and the moment just happened to fall into his lap.
