Page 486 of The Sinner: James

“Right.”

“And I suspect those people came looking for him.”

“Okay.”

“That’s it.”

“How do you keep in touch with him?”

“I don’t.”

I tip my head to the side, visibly disappointed with her.

She raises her hand.

“Before I go any further...” she says. “How come he had no idea he had a brother? If you are indeed his brother.”

“That’s a question for our mother.”

She tips her gaze down.

“Okay. Fair enough.”

“How does he keep in touch with you?”

She sighs.

“Once in a while, he calls me from a burner phone.”

“Where exactly is he?”

“He didn’t say.”

I shoot her a stern stare.

“I can’t tell you. Even if you have the best intentions, they can get to you and then to him. And they can do a lot of harm to him.”

“They got to you, and you didn’t tell them anything. Or did you?”

I notice a slight flick of her eyebrows and uncross my arms.

“Did you?” I bark.

“I didn’t need to. They already knew.”

“What did they know?”

“That he’s out of the country.”

“Where exactly is he?”

“St. Petersburg, Russia. They asked me about the money, but I don’t know anything about the money.”

“Do you have an address?”

“No.”

“A contact? Something?”

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