“I didn’t let anything sl*p!” The middle–aged woman stood on the hillside and glanced around warily.

“You made it clear not to spill anything when you left.”

Yvette narrowed her eyes. “But what if they offer you money to spill everything?”

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“We’ll pocket the cash,” Fanny retorted with a sardonic grin. “But we’ve been feeding them false leads.

Plus, there are others who paid to keep her whereabouts hidden.”

Yvette felt a wave of relief wash over her. “Mom, you did the right thing.”

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