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“Be careful.”
Sean rose and wrapped his arms around Lucy from behind, putting his chin on her head.
“Lucy, I know this is hard for you.”
Hard? It was hell, but she’d gone through hell before. She would survive, even in the face of betrayal. Because the only other option was to go to bed and pull the covers over her head and cry. If she hadn’t done it six years ago, she certainly wouldn’t do it now.
“If she’s involved, that means she used me and my computer program to target those men. I developed my database to help WCF better assess the dangers of individual predators. She encouraged it, helped me with details, helped me input data. She’s my friend.” Her voice cracked.
“And it’s very likely she’s done nothing wrong.” His tone said he didn’t believe it. He turned Lucy around and touched her cheek tenderly. “But you still have to be cautious. Maybe you shouldn’t go into the office. Can you hide your feelings on this?”
“I’ve done it for years, Sean,” she said. “I’m going in. It’s the only place where we’ll get the information we need. Then, we’ll have to talk to Kate.”
“Okay. I’ll go with you.”
She almost said no. “And what would I tell Fran?”
“Can’t you show me around the office?”
“For a couple of hours?”
“I’ll drop you off; you give me the grand tour. I have a few tricks up my sleeve. Then I’ll leave and watch the building while you work, pick you up when you’re done.”
“What kind of tricks?”
“Legal-ish tricks.”
Lucy stared but didn’t say anything.
“I think it’s best you don’t know,” he said.
She crossed her arms and continued to stare, frowning.
Sean raised an eyebrow. “No need to get testy. I’m going to bug the office.”
“You’re not bugging Fran’s office.”
“We’re not stealing corporate secrets. We’re trying to find out who at WCF used you to target and kill sex offenders. I think it’s pretty damn important to get the right information, don’t you?”
Sean’s casual posture painted a false picture. An undercurrent of anger still coursed through his voice. He added, “If the killer learns you figured this out, you’re in danger. I need all the information I can get.”
Lucy didn’t know what was the right thing to do. But deep down she was humiliated and angry that she’d been used in this deadly game.
“And,” Sean said, “you need to tell your ex to keep a lid on this. If you trust him.”
“All right,” she said. She looked at the clock. “I need to get my files and laptop.”
“I’ll wait.”
Sean watched Lucy walk out of the room and when he was certain she was out of earshot, he called Jayne in Sacramento.
“Jayne, I need you to run some people for me, complete background.”
“Hold on a sec, okay?” Without waiting for him to answer, she put him on hold.
Half a minute later, a male voice said, “Sean?”
“Duke?”
