Page 65 of Wait for Me

Sometimes Marie wondered how far they had fallen. How horribly they had treated their marriage vows before God. Even without an extramarital affair, they had destroyed their relationship themselves.

“Who were those people who invaded your stateroom?” Logan asked.

“You heard the man on the phone.” Marie sat down in the armchair. It was lower than the bed. But it was very comfortable.

Logan got up and changed position. Lying sideways, his head was at the foot of the bed, his left arm on top of him.

“Buchanan. Who is he?” Logan asked.

Marie couldn’t say.

“I heard what he wanted from you. Revenge or something. Talk to me, Marie.”

Marie wondered how much she could tell for her story to be believable enough that Logan would stop asking more questions. How much could be declassified though?

“If I tell you anything, and Buchanan finds you, he will torture you to death for what you do not know,” Marie said.

The way Logan looked at her, he seemed to believe her.

“If I put two and two together, I can say that some time ago, you translated for a man named Buchanan, but you heard too much. He tracked you down and found you here.”

“Three years ago.” Marie decided that it would be best if Logan led the discussion. Then she could tell him enough to satisfy his curiosity and keep him and Jonas safe.

“You were in Europe,” Logan said.

“I flew back and forth to the Middle East. Part of the job.”

“Was it around the time my PI found you?”

“I was back in Europe…” A sudden awareness washed over Marie. “Could that be how Buchanan found out my real name?”

Logan winced.

“I was under watch all the time when I worked on the project.” Marie tried to sit straight up in her armchair, but her muscles ached. “Buchanan might have seen your PI interacting with me.”

“Probably. Remember what Buchanan said?”

“Yes. You were how he found me.”

“I’m sorry I got us into this mess.” Logan rolled on his back.

“There’s enough blame to go around.” Marie quickly thought about her next step. “We need to find out whether your PI had interactions with anyone from Buchanan’s organization.”

“I could call him.”

“No. I’ll ask Espy. She’ll send someone.” She would probably send the same security personnel. “We don’t want your PI freaking out.”

Marie purposely did not mention INTERPOL. It would be too much for Logan to handle.

Then again, he had already heard Buchanan mention the CIA and the State Department.

Marie watched Logan lying upside down on the bed. “Don’t fall asleep like that. I can’t turn you back to put your head on the pillow.”

“I’m just thinking about everything that happened tonight—how much we know and don’t know.”

Thedon’t knowpart was what bothered Marie. There were many things she didn’t know.

“Your ex-employer hating on you. Zaid coming to our rescue.” Logan’s eyes met Marie’s. “Is there something you’re not telling me?”

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