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He was silent.

“Tomorrow, slip away and join me,” she said.

“That wasn’t the plan.”

“I’m concerned that the FBI might—might—be onto me. I’m not coming back.”

“They’re watchingme.”

“Unfortunately, the lawyer’s family wentboom, too.”

Silence. And in the silence, Audrey heard weakness. She had loved Garrett because he wasn’t weak. Now she didn’t know what to think.

“Audrey,” he said, his voice low. “You killed a kid?”

She frowned. He knew that might be a possibility, and he sounded so...critical. And worse, he knew not to say those kind of words on the phone.

“Of course not,” she snapped.

He sighed. “Okay. Okay. Just—I’ll find a way to leave. I’ll meet you on the island. Are you sure your friends won’t be there?”

“I’m sure,” she said.

She loved Garrett, but she had never told him she (sort of) owned half the fucking island. It was easier to say it belonged to friends, anyone except her very, very,verywealthy family.

“It might be a day or two.”

“Don’t be followed. I love you, baby. I can’t wait to see you.”

“I love you, too... Clara.”

She froze. She had never told Garrett that name. She almost forgot it was her name.

“Who’s Clara?” she asked, maybe waiting a beat too long, her heart pounding.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

He knew. Who told him? How did he find out? “It was a long time ago. My parents disowned me. I didn’t want the name they gave me.”

“Do you remember what I told you when we first met?”

She swallowed. “Of course. No lies, no games.”

“You lied to me.”

“I didn’t. I legally changed my name to Audrey. It’s more sophisticated thanClara. Don’t make a big deal about this.”

“I’m not,” he said. “I’ll see you soon.”

He hung up.

Dammit. She had a lot of thinking to do.

She loved Garrett, really she did, but it might be time for a divorce, of sorts.

Her instincts were sharp, and there had been just a teeny tiny hesitation in his voice. He doubted her. And she couldn’t have that.

How did he find out? Had the FBI... had they gone through her house? Through her personal items? Thosebastards. And they told him, which was why Garrett thought that Franklin wasn’t with them. Franklin facilitated everything, the asshole. Damn him. She was glad his family was dead, he deserved to suffer.