When he froze, she stopped as well.She frowned, wondering what had caught his attention this time.
Then she heard it too.The low rumble of voices.
A radio?No, she quickly realized there were two people talking.Straining to listen, she tried to hear what they were saying.
Their voices were too muffled to make out the words.
She tugged Micah down so she could whisper into his ear.“Two people?”
He nodded, his expression grim.She could tell he wanted to tell her to go back to the car, but he didn’t.Instead, he moved even closer to the opening that led into the office where she felt certain the men were standing and talking.
Now the makeshift table with the blueprint was to her right.She tensed as she followed Micah until they reached the wall near the doorway.He flattened himself against it, so she did the same.Her pulse had kicked into high gear as the reality of the danger sank deep.What if the men in the office came out to see them standing there?Micah held his gun with the barrel pointed down to the floor, ready to pull it up if needed.Yet she also knew if those people talking in the office area were the gunmen who’d tried to kill her, they were armed too.
Knowing these guys likely had two weapons against their one wasn’t encouraging.She couldn’t bear to think of Micah being ruthlessly gunned down simply because he’d agreed to help her.
Yet she didn’t pull him back either.Because now that they were closer to the opening, she could make out the words that were being said.
“We need to find her.”The deep voice was familiar.She frowned trying to place it.It didn’t sound like Richard’s, as his voice had a distinct nasal tone.Besides, Richard had been in Madison standing beside the police chief imploring her to turn herself in.Yet she knew she’d heard this voice before.On the phone?Maybe.She wondered if the voice belonged to Phillip Justin.She’d only spoken to him a handful of times, so it was hard to be sure.
Were these two gunmen hired by Richard?She wanted to get closer, but Micah stood between her and the doorway.
Maybe it didn’t matter.The only thing she knew for certain was that the two people in the office had not only tried to kill her, but had also murdered Damien, setting her house on fire to destroy the evidence.
And they wouldn’t stop until she exposed their devious plan or until they’d succeeded in silencing her.
Permanently.
Micah’s bloodran cold as the two men in the office discussed the need to find and kill Bryn.He reached into his phone and pulled it from his pocket.He noticed there was a new text message from Rex, probably providing information on the SUV license plate.Yet he didn’t take the time to read it now.Instead, he hit the record button, intending to capture the conversation between the two men.
“The cops will find and arrest her,” a dismissive voice said.“We need to stay focused on the plan.”
“I still think we need to flush her out into the open,” the deep voice countered.“We can’t risk anyone in the police department buying her side of the story.”
“You worry too much,” the dismissive voice said.“Nobody will believe her with the evidence that’s stacked against her.”
Micah glanced at his phone, praying he was getting this clearly enough to be used as evidence of Bryn’s innocence.The two men hadn’t said anything incriminating yet, but he hoped more information might be forthcoming.He wished they’d refer to Bryn by name, but they didn’t.
The voices fell silent for a moment.He glanced at Bryn, then lowered his head to whisper, “I need you to go back to the car.”
She shook her head and pointed to the opening.“I want to see who’s in there.”
He was anxious to see the gunmen, too, but he didn’t want to risk drawing their attention.As it was, they were so far from the opening leading outside that they’d never manage to escape in time if either of the two men ventured out of the office.
“Please.”He breathed the word near her ear.He showed her the phone where he was recording the conversation, and understanding dawned in her eyes.
Yet she didn’t move.
“You’re an idiot,” the deep voice snapped.“She’s a threat that needs to be eliminated.Without anyone to hear her side of the story, the evidence that has been planted against her will stand without being questioned.”
“Don’t you dare insult me,” the snide voice said.“This was my idea, remember?I’m telling you, the police will pick her up before we get the chance.”
“Not good enough,” the deep-voiced man insisted.“Besides, she’s not the only threat.The guy with her also needs to die.”
“Nobody will believe him either,” the dismissive voice said.
“You don’t know that.It’s too bad we lost them outside the police station.It’s driving me crazy that we have no idea where they are now.”
Closer than you can imagine, Micah thought wryly.He glanced at the phone screen, wondering if that was enough to convince the police that Bryn hadn’t murdered anyone.They referenced the shooting outside the police station, which added credence to the shooting incident that had taken place there.
