trail. I swear it. I swear it on my mother’s grave.”
Yeah. Like she put stock in that.
The thing was, Marin hadn’t revealed a damned thing
that she didn’t already know. Which made her suspicious.
There were probably a lot of women named Kelley
Tam in this world, but Roxy would lay a bet in blood
that Marin was talking about one in particular. The
same one Roxy had been looking for most of her life.
Kelley Tam had walked out on her five-year-old
daughter twenty-five years ago and never looked back.
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Left her huddled in a dim hallway, wearing pink pajamas and cornrows. In all the years since, with considerable resources at her disposal, Roxy hadn’t been
able to find a trace.
She doubted Marin and the Setnakhts would have
better luck. The question was, why were they even trying?
Something didn’t ring true. He’d given up that name
way too easily, almost without a fight.
Marin’s cheap watch ticked off the seconds. Was he
telling the truth? Had the Setnakhts really sent him
after Kelley Tam, or had his weak psychic senses
kicked in and offered him the jackpot, snagging the
name from Roxy’s thoughts?
“What do they want with her?”
“Don’t know. I swear it on my dick. I don’t know.”
Interesting. He’d upgraded from swearing on his
mother’s grave.
“Give me another name. This one having to do with
the blond guy’s death. That’s not so much to offer in
exchange for your life.”