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Chapter Forty Five

CHAPTER FORTY FIVE

In The Murderer’s Car

Bryony rested her head against the window.

“Peter? I’m . . . I’m not really feeling well. Do you mind if I close my eyes for a little bit?”

Did he mind? Of course he didn’t mind, not in the slightest. Wouldn’t this be perfect? Wouldn’t this be almost romantic in a way, the two of them companionably enclosed in the car, she dreaming sweet dreams and he driving them off somewhere exotic and adventurous?

“Of course I don’t mind. You’re safe with me.” He nearly giggled, but he was not a giggling sort of fellow, so he managed to abstain.

“Can I tell you something?”

He nodded, but realized she couldn’t see him with her eyes closed. “Yes,” he said aloud, and beamed at how sensitive he could be to her needs.

“When that man was . . . on the trail. When he was . . . ”

“When he was trying to kill you,” he prompted helpfully. He heard Bryony sigh.

“Yes. When he was trying to kill me, it was strange. I keep seeing his face in my head. I thought I w
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