Page 91 of Ranger's Wildflower

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Then—

“…I have,” she said carefully.

Good.

“Then you might want to hear the truth,” I said.

Ace’s gaze stayed on me the entire time.

Steady.

Grounding.

“What kind of truth?” Sarah asked.

I swallowed once.

“The kind that puts an innocent woman in prison for six years,” I said.

“And protects the man who actually caused the crash.”

Silence.

Sharp.

Focused.

“I’m listening,” she said.

And just like that—

It started.

I ended the call twenty minutes later.

My hands were shaking again.

But not like before.

This felt like standing at the edge of something huge.

“Well?” Ace asked.

I let out a breath.

“She’s coming here.”

His brows lifted slightly.

“That was fast.”

“She said if this is real…” I paused, my pulse kicking again. “…it’s bigger than a local story.”

He nodded.

“Yeah. It is.”

I looked down at my hands.

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