bruised and shaking.
When Emily saw him, she broke.
Not from fear.
From relief.
He dropped to his knees in front of her but didn’t touch her until she nodded. Then he held her like she might disappear.
“I thought you believed him,” he whispered.
“I did,” she said. “Until he tried to kill me.”
Ortiz took the flash drive. “This is enough. Names, payments, continue reading …