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He’d thought there was time. Time to come up with a better way to tell Robin the truth. He’d put it off because they were still focused on Daar.
The only chance Harper had when he should have told her was when he’d taken her home with him. She’d come clean to him, so he should have done the same.
He’d thought he was protecting her by keeping her in the dark.
Harper scrubbed his hand over his face before recalling he hadn’t yet washed all the blood off. Grimacing, he shook his hand, as if that would make any difference.
The cell phone in the seat next to him rang. Again. But he ignored it. There was only one person he wanted to talk to.
He had to see Robin. He was the one who should be there with her, and they’d talk. Harper knew that if he could just get her to listen, to understand what they’d been doing, she would get it. She was the kind of person who wanted to do good in the world. They wanted the same thing.
The signs ahead pointed toward the hospital. He followed them and found a place to park for cops. The SUV had government plates, so it was good enough.
The ER waiting area was best described as barely controlled chaos. Several people wearing FBI across their chest were in the waiting room and more beyond.
A nurse locked eyes with him and she rushed toward him. “Where are you hurt?”
He shook his head. “It’s not my blood. The two gunshot victims, where are they? What’s their condition?”
The nurse glanced around then shook her head.
Of course, she couldn’t say anything to him. At least not in the waiting room.
Before she could say no, he changed course. “There was a woman who came in the second ambulance. Long, black hair, medium brown skin. Her name is Robin. Where is she?”
“I’m not sure,” the nurse said slowly.
One of the tactical FBI officers stepped forward. “I can take you to her.”
The nurse’s shoulders slumped, probably in relief.
“Please,” Harper said, the word forced.
“This way.” The man turned and beckoned Harper closer. He gave the nurse a last glance before leaning toward Harper. “The woman? She’s in that consultation room.”
“Thank you.”
Harper headed for the door. The man at the door eyed him but didn’t stop him from knocking.
“Come in,” a familiar, wavering voice called out.
His heart ached at the sound of pain in those two words.
Harper twisted the knob and stepped in quickly, closing out the rest of the world from this moment. He leaned against the door and met Robin’s wide-eyed gaze.
“Hey,” he said softly.
“Get out,” she snapped.
He held up his hands. “Robin, please? I can explain.”
She glared at him and pushed to her feet. Blood stained almost every inch of her clothes. “I don’t want to hear it! You used me. You lied to me. And I trusted you. I slept with you. I chose you over my family. And now they are dead.”
“I didn’t use you…”
“You didn’t? You seriously want to stand there and say, oh I didn’t use you?” Robin shook her head. “Get out, Harper, if that’s even your name.”
“I didn’t lie.”
