Love beyond the mask (Whitney) novel Chapter 1189

She caught the man’s lazy, cold smirk just as he shook his head. “Wasn’t me this time. But I did plan on it—thought I’d wait until after Florence’s trial to make my move.”

“So… who killed her then?” Whitney’s hands clenched, anxiety creeping in.

Ludwik’s sharp eyes cut right through her. He let out a low, dark chuckle and shot back, “Who do you think it was?”

Bryce had fled, but Florence knew everything about his crimes.

Once the court started questioning her…

“But Bryce had a broken leg when he escaped the country—could he really pull something like this off?” Whitney’s skepticism was clear.

Ludwik massaged his brow, frowning. “Wouldn’t rule out the possibility. He could’ve arranged for her to be silenced as soon as she was sentenced… Anyway, let’s go take a look at Florence’s body. The truth will come out soon enough.”

Whitney nodded. She agreed. No matter what, Florence’s sudden death in jail was a big deal. Whoever was behind it, she needed to see that body herself.

“At the funeral home, right? I’ll head there now.” Whitney set down the thermos she’d brought, then glanced at the man stuck in the hospital bed. “Ludwik, are you coming?”

Felix, always quick, stepped forward before Ludwik could answer. “Ms. Valentine, Mr. Lippert’s in no shape to go anywhere. Even if he’d spot something we might miss, his health comes first.”

Whitney nodded—she’d been thinking the same.

Ludwik’s large hand twitched as he waved her off. “Whitney, you go check things out. Take Felix, and if needed, Shane too. I don’t want anything happening to you.”

“Alright. Wait here for my call.”