Those words of anger and hatred from Deirdre had made Brendan’s face turn pale.

His dark eyes were turbulent, and when he moved his lips to speak, an unexpected visitor came over.

“Ms. McKinnon, Mr. Brighthall, you’re both here!” Emily walked over in high heels, her face filled with anxiety. “Are you aware of Shea’s situation? I can’t believe she’s dead. Wasn’t she one of them? Is it possible that because she no longer was of any value to them, she was simply discarded?”

Deirdre was enraged