when it climbed into a person’s face.
Her eyes found the children first.
Then me.
Then my men.
For half a second, she looked as if she might turn and run.
Instead, she straightened.
“What is this?” she demanded. “I’m going to miss my connection.”
Officer Daniels stood. “Mrs. Bennett, we need to ask you some questions.”
Claire exhaled sharply, as though everyone were being terribly unreasonable. “I already explained. I told them to wait. Their aunt was picking them up.”
Daniels did not blink. “What aunt?”
“Their aunt,” Claire snapped. “Evan’s sister.”
“Evan Bennett had a sister?” I asked quietly.
Claire’s eyes cut to me. “Who are you?”
“Someone who watched you leave two five-year-olds alone in an airport.”
“I didn’t leave them,” she said. “I arranged for pickup.”
“With whom?”
Her mouth opened.
Closed.
Then she looked toward the children. “Lily, tell them Aunt Rebecca was coming.”
Lily
