He just might be her savior…or her downfall.
Gray drove in silence, watching the farmland give way to thick forest. There was still a solid two hours before they reached Hopewell Springs. His mind wandered to the damage the Pyramid could inflict on a person’s life. They had murdered an FBI agent. How many others had they killed in the decades since their inception?
“What?” Alex interrupted his thoughts. “You had a look on your face just now. The same look you always get when you’re annoyed with someone.”
Gray glanced at her. “You know me so well?”
“Well enough.” She laughed, a melodic sound he’d come to love. “You get that look when someone is sitting at your desk and won’t talk.”
“You’ve been watching me?” Gray was pleased at the thought. He watched Alex constantly. Then again, all the detectives did. Hard not to.
“Well, I—I notice you from time to time.” A becoming shade of rosy pink tinted her cheeks, making her face even lovelier. “So tell me what you were thinking just now.”
“I was thinking about how the Pyramid will always be able to find someone they can exploit. There will always be someone out there who, whether it’s due to financial need or just plain greed, will betray anyone or anything.”
“You mean the way you think I betrayed the department…and you personally?” Alex’s voice was hard.
Gray glimpsed anger in her eyes. Anger directed at him for not believing her. They were at an impasse, he realized.
He didn’t trust her. He honestly didn’t know whether she’d used him or not, but he was certain she was still hiding something. Problem was, she didn’t trust him with whatever she was hiding.
He returned his eyes to the road, but not before seeing her lean her head back against the headrest and shut her eyes tightly. She inhaled deeply and let it out on a long sigh. If Gray hadn’t been driving, he’d have done the same.
Fate had thrown them together with the tantalizing possibility of a life together.
Circumstances had irrevocably torn them apart.