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At that, Daniel paused.
“We believe so.”
Adrian straightened.
“Why?”
“The second time he called, he asked whether Elena Walker had been seen leaving with Mr. Prescott’s party.”
I stared at him.
“He used Adrian’s name?”
“Yes.”
I looked at Adrian.
“How could he possibly know that?”
Adrian didn’t answer immediately.
The younger security man did.
“There were photographs online before the aircraft landed.”
My stomach dropped.
“What photographs?”
He turned the tablet toward us.
The image was slightly blurred.
But there we were.
Adrian in the aisle seat.
Me against his shoulder.
Lily sleeping across my chest.
From the angle, we looked almost intimate.