Johnathon POV
I was glad to spend the day at work today while Charlotte and her mother went to do her hair and god knows what else. John was his usual ornery self and had threatened to change his will on more than one occasion but it hadn't fazed Charlotte or her mother in the slightest. I had the feeling he did it often enough that the threat no longer held much meaning to them both. My mind would occasionally go back to the empty pill container but just as quickly I would discard it from my mind. I didn't want to go there. I didn't want to think that Charlotte could be capable of such a thing. I knew I wasn't the most trustworthy of lawyers or even that honest, but I drew the line and that was more than crossing it.
When I received the next email, I was in a state of disbelief. My ano
