I had to get to Char.
I couldn’t waste any time.
I couldn’t lose her.
She was all I had left.
My phone pinged with a text.
I opened it, my heart thudding painfully in my chest.
The message came from a blocked number.
There weren’t any words.
Only three symbols.
Chapter 27
Mason
She didn’t answer the door. I hadn’t really expected her to. She was avoiding me now.
And trying to protect her many secrets.
I drove back to the office after leaving Hannah’s, not wanting to go home with only my endless doubts for company.
Hannah had put a root kit on my computer. What had she been looking for?
Why had she done it?
Was that why she had broken up with me? She’d gotten whatever she wanted from me and didn’t need me anymore?
I should have known better. My instincts were never wrong.
I sat in the parking lot at the field office, not wanting to get out of my car.
It was almost nine-thirty at night, but there were still people inside. Agents didn’t work normal hours like everyone else.
I couldn’t face anyone right now.
Not with the truth staring me in the face.
Hannah Whelan wasn’t who I thought she was.
I pulled out my phone and tapped out a text to her.
Call me.
I erased it and tried again.
We need to talk.
That sounded idiotic.
Was any of it real?
There was a knock on the driver’s-side window, and I put my phone back in my pocket without sending the text.
