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“There are emails too. Daniel sent reports every few months.”
“Did he send the Mae Baxter file?”
“Yes.”
“When?”
“Three days ago.”
Sean rises.
“Why now?”
The question cuts through my grief.
Why would Daniel hide Sage for years and suddenly send me everything I needed to find her?
“He knew I would come to Nevada,” I say.
Vega answers carefully.
“We found a message Greg sent Price the same day.”
My blood turns cold.
“What did it say?”
“Is she coming?”
Sean goes very still.
“Price answered?” he asks.
“Yes.”
“What did he say?”
Vega hesitates.
I don’t want to hear it.
I have to.
“Read it,” I say.
“Price wrote, ‘She took the bait.’”
The room tilts.
Sean’s hand touches my back, as if he were holding me up.
Daniel didn’t finally help me find Sage.
He sent me toward Greg.
“Why?” I whisper.
Vega answers.
