Chapter 27 Relying Both

• Without a word, he pulled Wendy into the white SUV. She sat in the passenger seat, silent, her tears falling unchecked. Finley cracked the window open, lighting one cigarette after another.
• He admitted to himself that he had met with another woman in recent days—but he swore nothing inappropriate had transpired. It had been a gathering between two families, not a secret rendezvous.
• Still, he couldn't shake the suspicion that someone close to him was deliberately driving a wedge between them. If Wendy knew specific details, then someone who knew him well was feeding her information.