The attack.
The hunting teams.
“If Mercer knew where she was for years, why wait?”
Because she was more valuable alive than dead.
Mercer thought he could control her.
Then I came back into the picture.
And everything became dangerous.
Flick looked sick now.
“My father knew.”
I turned toward her instantly.
“What?”
Tears filled her eyes again.
“He knew they were watching me because of you.”
Pain slammed straight through my chest.
“No.”
“Yes,” she whispered brokenly. “That’s why he kept us apart.”
God.
No wonder the old man became paranoid.
No wonder he panicked near the end.
He probably realized too late:
keeping me away didn’t stop the danger.
It only left her unprotected.
Wolf suddenly crouched beside the photographs again.
“Hold up.”
His flashlight moved across the floor carefully.
Then stopped.
“There’s dates written on the back.”
Trigger picked one up immediately.
His face changed.
“Oh that’s bad.”
