Killer Exposure

Hannah smiled, but Owen noticed it didn’t reach her eyes. “Sounds great. You take care.”

Owen waited until Shelly was out of earshot before turning back to Hannah. “Having fun yet?”

Hannah huffed out a laugh. “Loads.” She was quiet for a moment while they walked, then said very softly, “That’s exactly why I didn’t want to come here.”

He cast about for something to say that would make her feel better but came up empty. “She seemed nice enough,” he said lamely.

She shook her head. “Shelly’s harmless. I just didn’t want to stir things up again.”

“I’m sorry,” he replied. It was the truth. From what he could gather, she’d already been through a lot, and he didn’t like forcing her to relive some of the worst moments of her life. But he had a case to solve, and all clues pointed in this direction. Hannah was his best shot at cutting through the red tape, and he had to take advantage of that.

Even if it did make him feel about two inches tall.

She shrugged off his apology. “Not your fault. Let’s do this.” Drawing up her shoulders like a woman preparing to do battle, she led him down a white corridor. Small windows high on the walls allowed glimpses of laboratory space behind closed doors, but he couldn’t see enough to form a complete picture. Many of the rooms were dark, their occupants having gone home for the weekend.

At the end of the hall sat a large glass enclosure. Hannah led them inside, and they approached an older woman sitting behind a desk. She glanced up but didn’t stop typing, the click of her keys the only sound in the otherwise silent room.

“What do you need?”

“We’re here to see Marcia Foley,” Hannah said.

The secretary returned her focus to her computer monitor. “She’s not available right now.”

Owen stepped forward, pulling out his badge. “Sure she is.”

The woman’s hands paused, the only indication of her surprise. She reached for the phone. “Let me tell her you’re here.”

“Don’t worry,” Owen said, walking past her desk. He grabbed Hannah’s hand as he went, enjoying the feel of her soft skin against his palm. “We’ll show ourselves in.”

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