Page 26 of Against the Clock

I chewed and let my facial expressions do the talking.

“Roman, we can’t just live with you.What if we don’t figure out who this is for a while?Eventually, we’ll need to go back to our apartment and get on with our lives.”

“You’ll stay as long as you need to, Quinn.It’s not a big deal, and I actually like the company.”

“You do?”The look she gave me said that she was calling my bluff.

“Yeah, it’s kinda nice to have someone to talk to at night.”

“I guess.”She shrugged and pushed the last bite into her mouth.“It’s been so long since I’ve had someone to talk to besides Rosie that I don’t know if I even know how to have an adult conversation anymore.”

“I’m sure it’s been hard.”

She walked to the sink and grabbed a glass out of the cabinet before filling it with water.She took a drink and then turned to me, holding the glass to her chest.

“I miss him.”

“I’m sorry, I can’t imagine losing someone like that.”

I finished my sandwich and tossed the paper towel in the trash before grabbing a glass and filling it with water.We stood side by side in front of the sink, drinking our water, when she spoke again.

“I’ve been thinking about his accident tonight, and there’s something that just never sat right with me about it.”

“What’s that?”I turned my head toward her.

“Justin was with three other agents in the car when they got in the accident, but he was the only one who didn’t make it.They said that he had been fumbling with his seat belt and had taken it off for a moment when the car crashed.If he had been wearing it, he would have had some minor injuries, but he would likely still be here.”

“Were the other agents injured in the accident?”

“Yeah, but only minor injuries.I think one guy broke his leg, and another had some fractured ribs, but nothing life-threatening.Justin was the only one who wasn’t wearing a seat belt and was ejected through the window.He died on impact.”

“God, Quinn,” I sighed, not knowing what to say.

“What if his death wasn’t an accident?”she asked, turning to face me as she set her water on the counter beside her.

“You don’t think it was?”

She inhaled slowly and looked around before meeting my eyes.

“No, I think my husband was murdered.”

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