Her attempts to learn the truth seemed increasingly useless. Every lead ended in a dead end, and each answer prompted new questions. The assurance that had motivated her at the start of this voyage was now obscured by uncertainty and confusion.
She couldn't resist the notion that Andrei's revelation about Victor was a deliberate attempt to mislead her and divert her from the true perpetrator.
Suzanne was unable to sleep one evening and found herself in the study, leafing over the files Marco had acquired. The evidence was sketchy at best. She peered at the paperwork, hoping they'd show anything she'd missed. But the answers she sought were elusive.
The soft creak of the door startled her. Andrei stood in the doorway, his expression unreadable. "Can't sleep?"
Suzanne sighed, closing the file. "No. Too much on my mind."
He stepped inside, his gaze lingering on her. "Still searching for something?"
