I nearly laughed.
“That has never stopped you before.”
He accepted the remark without defending himself.
That unsettled me more than an argument would have.
Daniel raised one hand.
“Ms. Walker, I need to make a phone call.”
I nodded.
He moved several feet down the hall.
I lowered my voice.
“Ethan, I need one straight answer.”
“I’ll give you one.”
“Do you believe Adrian arranged for me to sit beside him?”
“No.”
The certainty surprised me.
“Why not?”
“Because if Prescott wanted something from you, he wouldn’t need to engineer a commercial airline seat.”
I looked at the photograph again.
Adrian.
Caroline.
Sam.
Ethan.
Four people connected before I ever boarded that plane.
“You sound very confident for someone who says he barely knows him.”
“I know how men like Adrian Prescott operate.”
“And what exactly does that mean?”
“It means they don’t leave
