the hell you're doing here posing as a school teacher?"
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Chapter Five
Abby huddled a little deeper into the corner of the couch, eyeing the men ranged around her warily. Adrian and Jerico had returned to leafing through her folder. Cameron had decided to prop against the doorframe between the living room and the hallway and Seth was prowling the rug on the floor in front the couch.
Abby's terror had reached it's zenith and plummeted, but she wasn't certain if that was because, instinctively and intellectually, she knew she wasn't in danger, or if her mind had simply reached maximum overload. She was still trying to decide whether to answer Seth's questions or not, and if so, how much it would be safe to tell him, when she heard her cell phone ring.
Seth glanced at Cameron and jerked his head in the direction of her room. Straightening away from the doorframe, Cameron strode down the hallway. He was back in a few minutes with the cell phone at his ear. “Hold on."
Approaching the couch, he extended the phone.
Abby eyed him resentfully for a moment and finally took it. “Hello?"
"Are you alright?"
Abby thought it over. “Yes."
"Can you talk?"
She shrugged. “Yes."
"Are you with Sheriff Banner?"
Abby considered that. “He said that was who he was,” she replied finally.
"Describe him to me."
Abby shifted uncomfortably and finally cupped her hand around the phone. “He's about six-foot-four, built like a fucking gorilla, and he has black hair,” she muttered in a low voice.
There was a rather prolonged silence. “Six-foot-two sound about right?"
Abby surveyed Seth, who'd come to a halt in front of her. “Maybe,” she said a little doubtfully. “From where I'm sitting it looks more like six-four, though."
Another long silence followed that. “Can he hear you?"
Abby looked up at Seth uneasily. There was grim amusement in his eyes. He nodded.
"I think so."
"Why didn't you tell me that?” Milner demanded in exasperation.
"Because you didn't ask me that!” Abby snapped, and she was still too frightened to think to straight.
"Give him the phone and let me speak to him."
Abby held the phone out to Seth. Without a word, he took it and held it to his ear. “Sheriff Banner here."
Abby studied his face, pricking her ears to try to hear the conversation on the other end of the line. All she could hear, though, was a garbled rumble of sound.
"She's fine. No. There may have been a little misunderstanding. Yes. I'll keep an eye on her until you get here."
Closing the phone, he tossed it to Cameron. “That was Agent Milner. He's tied up right now, but I assured him I'd keep an eye on you until he could get here. He said he'd be here Friday—earlier if he can manage it."
Cameron studied him a moment and turned to look at Abby.
"She's a federal witness,” Seth responded to the question in Cameron's eyes and then turned his head and fixed Abby with a piercing stare. “Her name isn't Winthrope—it's Bennett—and she's no school teacher."
Abby gaped at him. “He told you that?"
His lips tightened when she confirmed his suspicions. “Why don't you fill in the blanks? Who's after you? Who has the kind of connections that would require them to stash you away here in Ajax and give you an entire new identity?"
Doubt pricked at Abby, but there didn't seem any way Seth could've figured out so much if he hadn't been told. It didn't follow that they'd be willing to tell him any more, as far as that went.
He'd said Milner was coming Friday—just to check on her? Or to remove her to another place?
She hadn't wanted to stay in Ajax—still didn't want to, and yet the prospect of going through what she'd already gone through—months of preparing her for another identity—was daunting. She couldn't face that. She didn't want to have to face it. “Is he ... are they going to move me to another place?"
"Is that what you want?” Seth asked after a long moment.
Abby stared at
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