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Softly, I asked, “Can you tell me about it?”

“It was horrible. She was just sitting there looking out at the ocean just like I do all the time. I had just come over the hill and was about to ask her if I could join her.”

“What happened that stopped you?” I questioned gently.

“A man was there. I noticed him watching her. There was something odd about him. Just staring. Slowly he walked closer to her but she didn’t notice because her back was to him.” The woman’s hands trembled, and she said, “Then he grabbed her and lifted her in the air. I thought he was going to push her off the cliff. She was fighting and screaming, but no one except for me was there. I couldn’t move or speak. I was frozen in fear.”

As most people would be. “What did he do?” I asked.

“She was fighting and clawing at him. At one point she got away and started to run. He chased her and tackled her to the ground. I saw him reach for something and strike her. She stopped screaming and he rolled off her.”

“Is that when he took her away?” I asked.

“No. He walked away and then another man came and picked her up and carried her away. That’s who I told them I saw. He’s the one who took her.”

But he’s not the one who attacked her. Not the one who killed her.

“Do you remember what the man looked like that had attacked her? The one who hit her?” I asked. She nodded. “Do you think you could tell my friends what he looked like?”

She shook her head. “No. I’m afraid that he will come for me too. I can’t talk to anyone.”

“I promise you that they will not let anything happen to you. They need your help to find him so he can’t hurt anyone ever again. Please, help them. Help them get justice for her,” I said gently.

“I…I’m afraid,” she admitted.

“I know you are. But you don’t have to do this alone. I can go with you if you want,” I offered.

She nodded. “Okay. But you promise that he won’t be able to hurt me, right?”

I reached over and touched her hand. “I promise.”

She took our cups of tea and washed them in the sink. Then turned to me and said, “I will go with you now. I want to tell my story so I can forget all about what I’ve seen.”

I wished I could tell her it was that easy, but that kind of trauma always stays with you.

I’d done what I set out to do. Now all I could do was support her while she met with Bennett again.

I wasn’t with the FBI any longer, but somehow, I’d become a field agent all the same.

A couple of hours later I was back at the resort.

“You did really good today, Kinsley,” he stated.

“Thanks. But like I said, it was just easier for her to talk to a woman, than a man,” I reminded him.

“I think it is more than that. You have a gift to get people to open to you, to trust you.”

“I just listen to what they have to say, and occasionally, I help move the conversation along. But it only works with people who really want to talk and just don’t know how to.”

My head was pounding and I really didn’t want to talk right now.

“Why don’t you go lie down for a while. It’s been a rough day,” Draven suggested.

“I’m not sure I could sleep.” The woman’s description of what she saw kept flashing in my mind.

“Did you want to talk about it?” he asked.

“About what? You were there when she told Bennett everything. You know as much as I do now,” I stated.

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