You Looked Down on Me Once Now You Look Up (Patricia and Oliver) novel Chapter 582

“Say that again.”

The lawyer’s voice was shaky. “The police somehow found evidence that Mr. Martin attacked Jason in his car. Mr. Martin has already confessed.”

He’d been at the company for years. Jason was the one who’d promoted him. Through all the changes at the top, he’d stuck around, never even thinking about leaving.

If you asked him the difference between Jason and Emerson, only one thing came to mind: Jason was generous. The company’s rise to the top back then was thanks, in no small part, to who Jason was.

As for Emerson—he was steady, always played by the rules. After so many years, everyone just got used to doing things by the book.

He’d always thought a leadership change was just business as usual. He never imagined it was all leading up to murder.

How insane was that?

They were brothers, real brothers.

All over money.

Jason had done so much for Emerson, always looking out for him, giving him opportunities. Who would’ve thought his own brother would betray him like this?

“Where did the evidence come from?” Tina asked.

The lawyer shook his head. “The police haven’t said.”

It was ridiculous, Tina thought, absolutely ridiculous. That case was dead and buried over a decade ago. The body had been cremated, Grandma had said to let it go. How could new evidence just pop up out of nowhere?

Where did it come from?

“Ms. Klotz, as far as I know, with a case this old, unless a key witness takes back their statement, it’s almost impossible to reopen…” The lawyer hesitated, but Tina got the message.

Back then, Grandma was the witness.

Now, if Emerson was about to be convicted, maybe—just maybe—Grandma had changed her story.

Tina shot to her feet, chair scraping, and headed for the door.

She’d just pulled it open when she nearly ran into Jackson on the other side, his hand raised to knock.

He snorted. “Who’s the one out of line here?”

“You know what? I’m done talking to you. Don’t bother coming upstairs.”

Jackson just walked off.

Tina hurried after him, following him up to the next floor.

She pushed past him to open the office door. Inside, a few people from Emerson’s secretarial team were quietly packing up.

Patricia stood by the desk, holding a photo, studying it. She looked up with a bright smile when she saw Tina. “Aunt Tina, you’re here! Come see if this belongs to Uncle Emerson.”

She waved the picture. “The woman in this photo isn’t you, and it’s not Ruby. Why’s Uncle Emerson hugging someone like that?”

The people packing up froze for a split second, then quickly dropped their heads and kept working. To anyone watching, it looked normal, but you could tell they were all listening for every word.

Tina strode over and snatched the photo out of Patricia’s hand. She didn’t even have to look to know exactly who it was.