Mysterious Circumstances

“How do I know that you don’t already have the answers?” she asked. “That you aren’t keeping the truth from me?”

Touché. She could see it in his eyes. He’d planned to lie. “Is that what happened with your mother?”

She swallowed hard. She hadn’t expected that tactic. “What do you know about her?”

He shrugged. “Just that she died while researching a virus years ago.”

“Yes, and the government covered it up.”

“You have proof of this?” Craig asked.

She hesitated, wishing she had. “No.”

“Maybe your father wanted to protect you.”

“Is that what you’re doing, Agent Horn? Trying to protect me like you did my father?”

A muscle twitched in his jaw, a long silence stretching between them before he finally replied, “I’m sorry about your father, Olivia.”

His gruff voice barely hinted at the emotions teetering to the surface. But he squared himself to his full height, ungiving. “I know you want to investigate,” Craig said in a steely voice. “But this might be dangerous, Olivia. Stay out of it.”

“I don’t care if it is dangerous.” She jutted up her chin. “I’ve lost everyone, Horn. The only thing I have to live for is to find out the reason why.”

His eyes darkened, the silence so intense she could have sworn she felt the molecules of air colliding around her. Then his gaze dropped to her hand. She’d forgotten she was still holding the threatening note.

The paper crinkled between her fingers as he slid his hand over hers and pried it from her fingers.

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