Chapter 803 Why Now of All Times

She bit her lip, slumped against the couch, lost in thought. "Could she be behind it? Why would she be, though? What's her beef with Sweety's kid? There's no bad blood between them." I could only offer a helpless shake of my head—I was just as clueless. "Maybe I'm just reading too much into it," I admitted with a heavy sigh. Emily bit her lip and suggested, "We should wait for the cops to wrap up their investigation before we start pointing fingers. If it wasn't an accident, they'll find something." I nodded in agreement, and after a bit more small talk, I headed back to the Scotts'. Mom was still there, which left me feeling worried. Inch's mom's funeral was sorted out pretty quick, probably because of the whole mess with Sweety's kid. Once it was all over, Inch stepped up and went to the police station on his own. Rebecca, with their little one in her arms, was there to see him off. "They'd probably said all there was to say back at home. Now, it was just a silent, tearful goo