“I’ll fill you in on the plane. Right now you need to get cleaned up and packed.”
Tightening her arms, she lifted her chin. “I think you need to know that I may have misled you somewhat about my ability to recognize the voice.”
“That has nothing to do with the reason I made the request.”
“Then what does?”
“Whoever wants you dead…If they sent someone after you once, they may do it again. If they do, we’ve got a shot at getting to them before…” Mark didn’t finish the thought.
Why not finish it? What exactly had happened? And then the last pieces fell into place.
“It’s happened, hasn’t it?”
“Maybe. We’re waiting for the FBI lab to make the confirmation. Now get dressed.”
Beth shoved the gun into her waistband. At least now she knew why he hadn’t finished his earlier statement. And the reason for the disconnect in his eyes. She had suddenly become a means to an end. An instrument he could use. That he could exploit.
She jerked off the mask, dropped it on the pile of rubble. “So you want to use me as bait?”
His mouth tightened. “Sweetheart, you are bait. I can’t change that. But I fully intend to take advantage of it.”
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