The Vengeful Sister

Twelve years ago my sister died and three men signed a report saying it was an accident. I have slept with all three of them. I have fed their careers, laughed at their jokes, been inside their houses and inside their lives. By the time they realise what I wanted, I will have torn the whole case back open with their own hands. What I did not plan for is that they were already doing the same thing to someone else. Now it is four of us and a twelve-year-old body and one name left to write on the warrant. His name is on my family's letterhead. And mine is on the three men who are going to help me take him down.