Page 71 of Oracle Returns: Time will Stop

Why?

Well, that was simple.

Honor had seen what Wynter had done to herself, and she’d see her dead friend for a long time in her head. The last thing she wanted was her husband to have to live with that, too.

“I will. I’m not risking it. There’s no need to get bossy, husband. We’re going to cover our bases, so I’m not next.”

The minute it was out of her mouth, Honor regretted it.

Why?

Ridge actually flinched.

“I’m sorry, Ridge,” she said, gently. “I’m so sorry what happened to Wynter. Please don’t think I’m not mourning her. I am. She was my friend,” Honor said, wiping her eyes with a tissue her husband had given her.

From where he sat, Ridge just nodded.

What was he to say to that?

He wished with all of his heart that his wife had listened to him.

As for what Lucian had said…

Ridge was grateful.

The bottom line was that he couldn’t go back into the static with Lucian right now. His heart wasn’t in it. For now, he was out of the game, as he mourned what he’d lost.

And found out about his wife.

Bishop continued.

“I’m going to get into Wyn’s phone tomorrow. I was going to do it the legal way, but fuck it. In for a penny, in for a pound. I’m going to really throw my badge into the fire, so we all survive this. I’ll be tribute on this one.”

Honor was to the point.

“You seem to do that a lot.”

Yeah, tell her about it.

Julian was curious.

“What are you going to do?” he asked.

She was to the point.

“The phone is locked by face or fingerprint. I’m going to sneak into the morgue and use her finger,” she said, not going there with using her face, and for good reason. “I’ve already tried Ridge’s birthday, their anniversary, and Sophia’s DOB. I’ve got to get into that phone. My gut says to do it.”

Oracle was curious.

“What does your gut say?” Avalon asked. “Since this isn’t my thing.”

She explained.

“My gut says Wynter left breadcrumbs. She was smart, and I don’t doubt she suspected something. She was sitting in that square yesterday after interviewing the doctor for a reason. We can’t account for her time for a reason. Something isn’t sitting right with me. I just don’t know what.”

She wasn’t done.

“Also, I need to get into the phone because I want to find a way to tie Kenyon to this. He’s the lead pony on the race for me since he now has had contact with ALL of the victims. Someone got that medallion into Wynter’s pocket, and she wasn’t oblivious. To get that close to her, that took skill or opportunity.”