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I needed answers.
I needed to know if Michael was telling me the truth—and what he was still hiding.
I took a deep breath and drove through the gate.
Chapter 20
Wondering if I had entered the wrong address in the GPS, I looked at the business card again to make sure I was in the right place. A Greek Revival style plantation house spread out in front of me—big, rambling, and red brick, with tall white columns flanking the wide front door. No armed guards, no dogs, nothing like I expected. Part of the driveway extended past the house, creating a small parking area under some trees.
After I pulled in, I decided in my typical fly-by-the-seat-of-my-pants fashion that if anyone asked, I was going to be “lost.” I hoped no one would have the opportunity to look in the car. Lost and a fancy GPS system didn’t go together. I decided to case the joint—since I was such a superspy and all.
Sliding out of the car into the humidity, I hurried to hide myself behind the trees. The sunset burned orange on the edge of the horizon, all Creamsicle and heat. In the scant amount of daylight left, the outline of a stable as well as some other outbuildings rose against the backdrop of dark forest.
I crept closer.
Perspiration formed at the base of my neck and ran down my back as I slid along the side of the house, ducking at the occasional low window. The effort I expended to stay quiet combined with the heavy air made me glad I’d pulled my hair up. Once I reached the corner of the house, I used the bottom of my shirt to wipe my forehead. The leaves might be changing, but it didn’t feel like fall was almost here.
The back of the property reminded me of one of those grandiose 1980s television shows I had seen in reruns. A well-lit lap pool was lined by pencil-thin evergreens in urns. Four columns stood at each corner of the Italian ceramic tile patio. A three-tiered stone terrace extended from the back of the house. Tiny café tables with matching chairs and plush outdoor furniture were scattered about, along with electric torches and more evergreens in urns. It certainly didn’t feel like Top Secret Time Travel Headquarters.
I ducked behind a retaining wall when I heard voices. I could barely make out the shape of two people at the other end of the patio. They were leaning over the railing, and their voices carried. Distinctly male.
One stood out.
Michael.
Moving closer, I placed my back against the stone retaining wall and slid down into a sitting position. Might as well get comfortable. As comfortable as I could get against rocks.
“So what’s she like?” asked the voice I didn’t recognize.
“Frustrating. Unbelievable.” Michael sighed. “More than I ever thought possible.”
There was a brief silence. “What does she know?”
“Pretty much everything, except why I need her.”
“How did she take it?”
“How do you think she took it? How would you?”
I stiffened. I had a feeling I knew who they were talking about.
“You have to tell her the rest.” The unknown voice carried urgency.
“The timing is wrong, Kaleb. She’s starting to trust me.”
“You need to fill her in before something happens.” Kaleb’s voice was rougher, more gravelly than Michael’s. I wished I could see Kaleb’s face. I wondered if it matched his voice. “She needs to know what’s going on. You can’t let her go into this blind.”
“I’ll take care of it.” Michael sounded as if he were speaking through gritted teeth.
“Do,” Kaleb said. At least he wanted me to be able to protect myself instead of keeping me in the dark. I liked him. Whoever he was. “Remember, we’re a team. I’ll handle the files; you handle her. A lot is on the line for a lot of people.”
“I made a promise, and I’m going to keep it. I’ll do whatever it takes to get him back, whatever the sacrifice.”
“You think she’ll go for it?”
Michael paused before answering. “I can’t be sure. But I wouldn’t doubt it. She’s pretty amazing.”
The sound of surprised laughter echoed off the stone wall. “Mike! Are you into her?”
