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She’d come back to consciousness with a start, drenched in sweat, her pulse beating so fast she wondered whether she was having a heart attack. It had taken fifteen minutes for her to compose herself enough to sit up on the cot, and she still wasn’t sure that she’d really recovered from the dream now. Nor had she recovered from the revelation that Carpio was the one who had killed Ollie. There were too many thoughts and emotions swirling for her to think clearly.
“Special Agent Steele?”
It was Warden Stevens speaking to her, and she realized that she had been lost in her remembrance of the awful dream. There were other members of the transfer detail in the room, and they were all looking at her curiously. She didn’t know what to say; she had no idea what aspect of the process they’d been discussing. Her mind raced, looking for something to say to inspire confidence, or at least allay any fear that she might have lost her mind.
Just then her phone buzzed. She pulled it out and looked at the caller ID.
“Sorry, I need to take this,” she said. It was weak, but it at least allowed her to escape further scrutiny for a moment. She stepped out of the room.
“What are you doing calling me?” she demanded as she answered.
“I needed to talk to you,” Cormack said. There was no apology or defensiveness in his tone. “I got a call. Someone offering me information about Carpio’s brother.”
“I told you, I need you to stay out of this.”
“I know,” he said. “I didn’t say that I would, though.”
“I need you to say it now. I have this under control. I have all the information I need.”
“No one has all the information they need,” Cormack said. “You can always have more.”
“Cormack, listen to me,” Kit said. “It’s a trap. Soh wants you dead. I know that for a fact. This would be one way to accomplish that. Please don’t go. Just stay wherever you are until this is all over.”
“I’m not sure I can do that.”
“You have to. For me. I…” She almost said the words.
“You what?” He’d heard it in her voice, she could tell, and that scared her almost as much as the dream about Ollie had. “You what?” he asked again.
“I want you to be safe.”
She could hear him breathing on the other end of the line. “That’s it?”
“What do you mean?”
“I thought you were going to say something else,” he said.
“You were wrong.”
“Was I?”