Nick's POV
"What made you think that?" I asked Wendy immediately, my grip tightening on the wheel. My chest burned with impatience. I couldn't wait another second for her explanation.
Her eyes flickered with something heavy, almost haunted. "Even though David and Raymond grew up like brothers, I saw too many times when Raymond lied. And every damn time, David took the blame—just so Raymond's father wouldn't come down on him. David knew the truth, but he still protected Raymond.
And Raymond… he exploited that. Lied on purpose because he knew David would shield him. At first, I dismissed it. Kids, I thought. But it didn't stop. It only got worse as they got older, especially after the real Davis son appeared."
The words hit me like a fist to the gut. I slammed the brakes and pulled the car to the side of the road. My pulse roared in my ears.
I turned toward Wendy, my brows furrowed, my voice sharp. "What do you mean, the real son?"
