Chapter 272

CARSON WAS GOING TO hell.

She watched Ryan pace in the grass, back and forth. Every so often he'd shove his hand through his hair, but that was it. He hadn't spoken a single word. He hadn't denied the possibility or pushed for evidence. He'd sat there like a statue for almost a full minute staring at her, then got up and walked into the yard.

She slid down in her chair and covered her mouth to keep the truth in.

This lie only had to work for a few days. Then she could let him off the hook. He'd never have to see her again.

She'd have to tell him the truth. Her conscience wouldn't allow her to do anything else. Once the FBI had what they wanted, she would do whatever it took to make this man she'd only met in passing forgive her. Or not. For what she was doing to him she didn't deserve forgiveness.

If her sister's life didn't depend on this, she might have stayed at the office and faced whatever was coming, the FBI be damned.

Ryan pivoted and stared straight at her.