She already knew it was true. It was the only possible explanation, the only thing that made any sense. Except it didn’t make sense, not at all. Part of her really did need him to confirm it, that this was really happening.Walt smirked. “Why would I do something like that?”“You tell me,” she shot back, desperately needing him to, desperately needing to understand any of this.The smirk didn’t fade, but there was still a perceptible change in his demeanor, his expression hardening, his eyes growing colder. “It’s time to end this. I’ve waited long enough.”“For what?”His expression barely changed, but something in the way he looked at her made her skin crawl. “You’ll find out soon enough.”He was clearly insane. She couldn’t believe he’d simply murdered Travis like that in cold blood.No, not just Travis, she suddenly knew, the knowledge hitting her hard. He must have also—“You killed Bobby.”He raised one shoulder and tipped his head slightly, as if it were nothing.
