Chapter 40

“I promised I’d catch who killed Tom.”

Noah’s stomach twisted, and his heartbeat raced. Noah asked the next thing that popped in his mind, not even worrying about the line they’d crossed. “Do you know who killed him?”

“Yes—no—I don’t fucking know anymore. I thought I did. I had the proof. It’s fucked up. And I can’t figure it out. And now I really can’t because they pulled me from the case.”

Noah was lost in what Mason said. Noah believed this all had something to do with the current case Mason had worked on. But that couldn’t be. They’d never allow an agent to work on a family member’s case. But that’s sure as hell what it sounded like to Noah. And for some reason, the higher-ups had pulled Mason from the case. That would definitely make for his foul mood.

Noah debated whether he should ask any more questions. He knew he’d already passed the point of skating on a thin line; he was submerged deep in the freezing water.