Tara Quinn - Mother by Fate

“No.”

“You need me.”

So she did know something.

“I work alone.”

“Make an exception.”

What was it with this woman? The question was becoming like a broken record in his mind. “Why?”

“You said you were near the thrift shop this afternoon.”

“Right.”

“And that this Nicole person was there with me yesterday.”

“Yes.”

“But she’s on the run now.”

“Correct.”

“It’s highly likely, then, that she saw you and that you are the reason why she took off.”

She’d made a bit of a jump. He hadn’t said he’d seen Nicole at the thrift shop that day. Only that he’d seen her there the day before. And that he’d been there that day. The day she’d run.

She knew more than she was openly admitting.

But then, he’d already known that. The question was did she purposely just let him know that? Or had she slipped?

“It’s possible that I spooked her” was all he said.

“Chances are if Nicole is associated with me, she trusts me.”

“Chances are.”

“She trusts me, not you. She sees you, she runs. I can’t find her. You can. Simple math here. You take me with you, and once you find her you let me approach her, and you end up with more than the nothing you have now.”

“So you don’t know where she is.”

“I’m not saying I know her at all.”

“But if I agree to take you with me, you’ll suddenly realize you know her. Am I getting my math right on that one?”

“You’re going to have to trust me on that one.”

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