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Lindsay’s mouth practically hit the floor of the SUV. ‘You’re legally married?’
‘Yeah,’ I replied. ‘Dornan finally decided that he wanted to marry me. I found out when I got to the altar. Aren’t I lucky?’
His expression was grave. ‘You don’t understand what this means for you and me.’
‘Oh come on, Agent Price,’ I said, pursing my lips mockingly. ‘You can’t be jealous, surely.’
His green eyes were ablaze. ‘You do know why he did this, don’t you?’
I shrugged. ‘Entrapment. Control. Paranoia. Or maybe he just really, really loves me.’
Lindsay wet his lips with his tongue, at the same time shaking his head. ‘He married you so you wouldn’t have to testify against him. The FBI is building a case against his father’s cartel. A case that very much hinges on your testimony against these men, Ms Rodriguez. Sorry, MrsRoss.’
I felt my stomach sinking. ‘Who says I was going to testify?’
‘Your kid,’ Lindsay said pointedly.
He had me, and we both knew it. I’d do anything to protect Luis. I already had, indirectly, when I’d killed Murphy and Allie.
Speaking of.
‘I need to deliver Agent Murphy’s subpoena,’ Lindsay said quietly. ‘Any idea where he might be?’
I narrowed my eyes. ‘No.’Not unless you count the fact that little pieces of him were probably left over in that crematorium I’d visited again the other day.
Nobody spoke for a long, uncomfortable moment. I watched as cars pulled up to the front entrance of the Wynn and people got out. Regular people, excited to gamble and take in a show and eat way too much at the seafood buffet. People who were oblivious to the seedy underbelly of the world, their masks still firmly over their eyes as reality painted a very different picture.
‘I haven’t had a lot of sleep lately,’ Lindsay said, changing tack. ‘Do you know why?’
I feigned boredom. ‘No, but I bet you’re going to tell me anyway.’
‘I’ve been investigating a murder.’Great.‘A young woman.’Awesome.‘A fellow federal officer, actually.’
Fuck.
My heart skipped inside my chest. The dominos. They kept falling.
No, the fucking sky was falling.
‘She was a DEA agent,’ Lindsay said, his eyes drilling into me so intensely I itched. ‘Somebody shot her.’
No shit.I wanted to look away, but to look away would be admitting guilt.
‘And?’ I challenged. I tried to recall whether looking up or looking down signalled a lie. In the end, I couldn’t remember at all, so I kept my gaze glued to Lindsay’s eyes.
‘I think you killed her,’ Lindsay said softly.
There it was. The real reason he wanted to see me so desperately. My head swam – drowned – in what might happen next. I saw walls and prison bars, and a cell door slamming shut in my face.
‘Fuck you.’
Lindsay didn’t answer.
‘What do you need from me?’ I asked slowly, a crushing feeling of defeat pressing down on me.
‘I need to know what they did to you,’ Lindsay said. ‘And what they made you do for them.’
‘How? When?’
