Ace
Gabby's voice dropped to a whisper so her son wouldn't hear her but her words were harsh.
"Just put the monkshood in his lotion or some shit. Then when he's dead, give me the evidence and replace his stuff. Make it look used so they won't question it," Ace said the words as if he were planning out his dinner menu.
At least I now knew what he bought the monkshood for.
"It's not that easy," Gabby seethed, "what if Rhys touches it? I wouldn't know what to do."
Ace let out a sound that resembled a growl at the thought, "If he lays one more finger on him I swear..."