“So, let’s hear it.”

“Omar’s a killer,” Gavin said. “He doesn’t try to make things look like a suicide. If he was behind Dustin’s death, he would have sent a suicide bomber and just blown up the hospital floor that Dustin was on. Or an assassin to put a hole in his head. He doesn’t go to the effort to plan his murders to look like suicides.” Caden flinched and Gavin wanted to bite his tongue. “Sorry, man. I shouldn’t have been so blunt.”

“It’s all right. I’m not one to dance around the facts.” A pause. “So, you don’t think Omar could have had anything to do with Dustin’s death?”

Gavin thought about it once more, trying to find a way to make it work. “No, I don’t. At least I can’t come up with a reason he’d choose to do it that way. It’s simply not the way he operates—at least it wasn’t when I was with him. It’s been a little over a year since that bombing.” He rubbed his eyes. “I suppose there’s an infinitesimal possibility that he changed the way he works, but I wouldn’t bet anything on it.”

For a moment, Caden simply stared at the floor and Gavin let him process. The man would speak when he was ready. He took the moment to text his sister.

Hey. Could we find some time to talk, please? Text or call me.

Footsteps sounded to his right, then Sarah appeared in the doorway. As always, she made his heart thud a little faster and a little harder just by being in his presence. He’d almost find it amusing if it didn’t disconcert him so much. Their one and only unforgettable kiss surged to the forefront of his mind, and it took effort to make it go away. Again.

“Hi,” he said, finally finding his tongue. Because he was all about making a good impression with his brilliant conversational skills. He gave a mental roll of his eyes and she quirked a smile at him.

“Hi.”

“What are you doing out of bed?” Caden asked.

“Being very careful.” She pressed a hand to her side and walked over to sit on the sofa next to Gavin. Once seated, she let her gaze touch on him, then Caden. “Don’t stop talking. I want to hear.”

“You just got your stitches out, Sarah, don’t push it.”

“I’m not. Now, what are you talking about?”

Caden rolled his eyes and she stuck her tongue out at him. Gavin couldn’t help the grin that wanted to break out but managed to smother it, even though he thought Sarah might have noticed.

Then she turned serious. “I need you to find her for me,” she said to Caden.