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“When … But … why didn’t you tell me? I wouldn’t have done this if…” She saw his expression harden. His silence said so much.
“There’s something bad in there, isn’t there?”
Burnett let go of air. “What matters is if the DA does go to look for them, they won’t find them. I destroyed them.”
“What was in there? Did my dad see the murder? Does he know about … vampires?”
She saw Burnett’s Adam’s apple go up and down.
“Damn it! Tell me.”
“He talked about being attacked by what he referred to as a monster, but then … he claimed he killed his sister.”
“What?” she gasped. “He didn’t do that.” She curled her hands into fists and wanted to hit something. Yanking at the seat belt, she broke it.
“Della, I’m not saying he did it. I … I’m saying he told the doctor he did it. But that will never come out. I destroyed the file.”
“You did?”
“Yes,” he said.
“Did he say why he thought he did it?”
“No. He just said he did it. That’s all he said.”
She sat there, hurting. “He didn’t do it. We know this other guy did it. Stone did it.”
“I know. That’s why I didn’t tell you.”
She inhaled a shaky breath and they drove in silence for the next fifteen minutes. Her mind continued to race. She tried to understand. She couldn’t.
“Why would he say that?” she muttered.
“Because he was confused,” Burnett said. “Maybe in his mind, not protecting her was the same as killing her.”
It sounded as if Burnett had already tried to rationalize it. But did he believe it? Did he think her father had killed his sister? She remembered Bao Yu and the visions. The accusations.
None of it could make her believe that her father was a murderer.
A few minutes later, another concern hit. “What if his doctor testifies?”
“He passed away last year. Unless they can find a nurse—and that would be hard because I looked, and couldn’t find one—this won’t come out. Like I said, I destroyed the file. This will not come out.”
Della pulled her knees up in the seat and hugged them. Right then, she knew that Burnett was doing this for her. And she’d bet he hadn’t gone through the FRU, either.
“Thank you.” She leaned her head against her legs and gave in to the tears. Silently.
“What happened in there?” Burnett asked. “Did they take your name? Did they call the FRU office?”
Della told him about the ghost, about the guard shooting at her, and how everything played out.
Burnett gritted his teeth. She could actually hear it. He couldn’t jump on her about what she’d done. Because he’d done the same thing. Only he’d been successful.
“You’re lucky that guard didn’t hit you,” he said through tight lips.
“I know.” She looked out the window at the passing terrain and tried not to think.
“We’re going to have to do something about the ghost.”
