“I don't know.”
I read the next line.
And my blood turns cold.
The key opens Box 317. Everything you need to understand why I'm dead is inside it.
Beneath that is one final sentence.
I read it once.
Twice.
Then I look at Cole.
“What?” he asks.
I turn the letter around.
His eyes drop to the final line.
His face changes.
Wolf steps closer.
“What does it say?”
Cole doesn't answer.
So I do.
“Nathan wrote…”
My voice breaks.
I force the words out.
“Cole, if they find Claire, there's a traitor among us.”
Nobody speaks.
I look around the table at the former Rangers surrounding my daughter and me.
Men Nathan trusted.
Men I've never met.
And somewhere among everything my husband left behind is the reason he died.
Cole closes his hand around the brass key.
His eyes meet mine.
The guilt I saw earlier is gone.
So is the grief.
What's left is something colder.