Damion’s POV
Lies had a way of unraveling themselves.
And I wasn’t going to sit back and accept one without tearing it apart first.
Nathan wasn’t mine.
That’s what Isabelle had said.
That’s what she had looked me in the eye and sworn.
But something in me refused to believe it.
Not because I was desperate. Not because I wanted to cling to the past.
But because something about Christopher Bane’s death didn’t add up.
I sat at my desk, staring at the file I had pulled from my private investigator.
Christopher’s car accident had been ruled an unfortunate tragedy—a brake failure on a rainy night.
Standard. Too standard.
I flipped the page, my eyes narrowing.
No prior vehicle issues reported.
No witnesses.
No security footage of the accident site.
It was too clean.
And Isabelle h
