The name hit me like a punch to the chest.
Marcus Webb.
Danny’s former business partner. The man who had once been closer to him than family — until money and betrayal had destroyed everything between them.
“Yes,” I said quietly. “I know Marcus.”
“When was the last time you saw him?”
The memory returned immediately.
“At the courthouse,” I replied. “Six months ago. During the civil trial.”
The trial where Danny had sued Marcus for stealing nearly two hundred thousand dollars from their construction business. The trial where Marcus had tried to turn the accusations back on Danny, claiming he was the real thief.
The trial that ended with the judge ruling in Danny’s favor and ordering Marcus to repay money he insisted he didn’t have.
And the trial where Marcus stood up in the courtroom, pointed straight at Danny, and said loudly enough for everyone to hear:
