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She cocked her head. ”I’m on birth control,” she said. ”I have the implant, if that's what you're worried about.”
I shook my head, though I appreciated her telling me that anyway. ”It's not what I’m worried about, though that’s good to know,” I said.
”Then what is it?” she asked. ”I mean, I get it, I’m still under threat or whatever, but it’s nice to think that he can’t really touch me as long as I’m here. If I worry about it for too long…”
I tucked a strand of dark hair behind her ear. ”You’re so beautiful,” I said.
”Teo.”
”Right,” I said, then sighed. ”Look, Grayson said something that I think you should know.”
She straightened up and stared at me, her dark brown eyes widening as she cocked her head. ”So that’s what you’re worried about. What did he say?”
Fuck, okay. This was it. I looked away from her, just for a second, feeling the cool cloth of the sofa under my bare legs. ”He said that there's only one person who makes sense here, and I think he's right.”
She knew who I was talking about before I told her. I saw it in the way she looked at me, heard it in the iciness of her voice when she spoke. ”Oh?”
Fuck it. I might as well tell her. ”Grayson thought it had to be your brother.”
I was almost certain that she was going to get angry. I saw several emotions cross over her face before she settled on one. She took a second to process it, looking baffled, then laughed. ”Teo, my brother has nothing to do with this. He’s an absolute sweetheart, always has been. He wouldn’t hurt a fly.”
”Maybe you think so. But your brother is a cop, and because he is a cop, he's probably capable of more things than you think.”
”My brother doesn’t have anything to do with this,” she said flatly.
”Think about this,” I said impatiently. ”Why isn’t he investigating this? Why does he want you to drop it so much?”
”Because he’s worried about me.”
”Sof,” I said, putting my hands on her shoulders. ”There’s absolutely no shot your brother doesn’t know who I am. So why isn’t he coming after me for you?”
Her bottom lip was trembling and her eyes were wide. ”I don’t know.”
”Sam is hiding something,” I said. ”So we’re going to look into him.”
”What?” she asked, her head snapping up so she could look in my eyes.
”I promised you we weren’t going to hurt him, so we aren’t going to hurt him, but it’s not outside of the realm of possibility that we might have to…you know, stop him.”
”You’re going to try to catch him in the act, huh?” she asked. She didn’t sound amused anymore. ”My brother is not a fucking serial killer. He’s the best person I’ve ever met.”
”Sof,” I said. ”You don’t get it.”
She put her hands over her ears and shook her head. ”Fucking stop. I thought I could trust you, but you’re insane.”
”Look,” I said, standing up. ”I know you’re protective of your brother and I know it’s for good reason. But if you’re right, and you’re probably right, then it’s not a problem. We go, we tail him, nothing happens. Right? But if he is the strangler…”
”My brother isn’t the strangler.”
”Right, okay,” I said. ”I believe you. I don’t know if Grayson believes you. And he made some good points.”
”Call him.”
”What?”
”Call Grayson. I want to hear his theory myself.”
”I don’t think–”
