mail,â he continued. âInside was a necklace that belonged to Libby. A gold pendant sheâd inherited from her mother. With it came a warning for me to back off, to forget about the DMBE.â
A tiny tremor quivered the manâs chin and it took him a moment to rein in the terror that so obviously threatened to overwhelm him.
âRafe, whoever sent the necklace and the warning had been to San Francisco. This person was inside my daughterâs house. â
He looked away then, the hand he lifted trembling.
âHeaven help me, but I let the whole thing go unreported.â Davidâs gaze was wide, haunted. âI let the matter drop. I hoped and prayed it was an isolated incident.â He swallowed. âRafe, Libby is all Iâve got in this world. I couldnât let anything happen to her. I just couldnât.â
His sigh was shaky. âSo I deleted the note I was sent and I never asked another question about it.â
Rafe knew that, for an honorable man such as David, letting something like this go wouldnât be easy. The man must have spent the last few months feeling wracked with anguish.
âThere was nothing else I could do,â he said. âBut now the situation has turned even more dire. More of the contaminant is missing and Libby is still in danger.â A single tear welled in the corner of his eye and he dashed it away with a swift swipe of his knuckle. âAnd those poor kids at Hopechest sick. God, Rafe, how Iâve agonized over this.â
He raked shaky fingers through his auburn hair. âWhy would anyone want to destroy our water supply? I just canât understand it. It had to be an accident. An accident that someone at Springer wants to blame me for. If they make me the guilty party, then the company could save millions in clean-up costs and punitive damages.â He shook his head. âItâs the only motive I can think of. The only reason that makes any sense at allâ¦â
Davidâs voice petered out, and the man gazed off across the room.
As Rafe tried to take in everything David had said, there was one point that seared his thoughts. David thought the dumping had to have been an accident. Well, Rafe felt differently.
The pollutant that had seeped into the ground, oozed into the aquifer, had been no accident.
âI should have come forward,â David whimpered. âMy God, I should have told someone.â
âDavid, the chemical had already gone missing,â Rafe reminded him. âIt probably had already been dumped by the time you were alerted.â
âBut I could have warned them.â
âWho?â Rafe hoped this most rational question would calm David.
âThose kids at Hopechest, thatâs who. I could have warned Blake Fallon. I could have warned the whole town of Prosperino.â
He desperately wanted to reach out to comfort David, but breaking the no-touching rule would only capture the attention of the guard who stood by the door.
âHow could you know where the chemical was dumped? How could you know those kids would get sick? You couldnât. You know you couldnât. When someonedumps illegal chemicals, they donât do it where itâll be detected. They go somewhere thatâs isolated.â
Rafe had spent many sleepless nights wondering just where someone might have dumped the DMBE.
The clouds shadowing Davidâs dark eyes lifted. But only a little.
âLibby canât know, Rafe. She canât know.â Anxiety ticked in the older manâs cheek. âWhat would she think of me? How would she feel knowing that her father was aware that someone made off with a dangerous contaminant and he didnât do anything to find out who or why or when?â
Davidâs agitation had the officer on duty skimming his gaze their way.
Rafe said, âListenââ
âSheâd be ashamed of me. I couldnât stand that. I donât want you to
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