Page 20 of The Savior

The room tilted. Premeditated murder hadn’t crossed his mind during his extensive guesswork. “I’m sorry, but what?”

The senator repeated the exact same words in the same tone, this time adding onmurder, but Sorenson could have just as easily been reading a stock market report for how factual and emotionless her tone was.

He shook his head. “It couldn’t have been.”

Sorenson didn’t respond.

Memories of the date night made sweat break out on the back of his neck. “No one knew where we were going. Not even Julia knew where I was taking her.” He didn’t understand. “Who would want to hurt her?” A true-crime journalist might make a few enemies, but he couldn’t fathom her reports leading to murder.

“Her? No one,” Sorenson said.

Liam’s eyes bulged as if she had proven his point.

“It wasn’t her they wanted to hurt.”

“Then who?” Exasperation colored his question more than he wanted to show.

“You.”

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