I almost smiled from sheer frustration.
“At least everyone is consistent tonight.”
“I can find out.”
“How?”
“Passenger manifests change. Airlines retain booking history.”
“Can you access that?”
“Not personally.”
“Good.”
He gave me a tired look.
“I do understand laws, Elena.”
“I’ve known you four hours.”
“Long enough to know I’m annoyingly careful.”
That almost made me laugh.
Almost.
He held the photograph out.
When I reached for it, he didn’t release it immediately.
“Whoever sent this wanted you to distrust me.”
I met his eyes.
“Maybe they wanted me to ask questions.”
“Those aren’t mutually exclusive.”
“No.”
He let go.
The photo returned to my hand.
Behind me, Lily murmured in her sleep.
Both of us turned toward the sound.
That tiny movement broke the tension.
