Page 23 of Line of Sight (Second Sight #4)

I GAVE Sean’s PA—her name badge said Sally Prescott—my most charming smile. “Sean and I go way back. We were at college together. He said if I was ever in the neighborhood to drop in.” I turned my smile up a notch. “Well, I’m in the neighborhood.”

“I’m sure he’ll be delighted to see you, once he’s finished with Detective Mitchell and Mr. Porter.”

Okay, that stopped me for maybe a heartbeat.

“Oh. I met them at a charity event held here. They’re in with him now?”

Sally nodded. “They’ve been here a few times recently. If you’ll just take a seat, I’ll—”

I removed my phone from my pocket and glanced at it with a frown. “Damn. I have an important call to make. I’ll be right back.”

“Shall I tell Sean you’ll be back? I’m sorry but I didn’t catch your name.”

That’s because I never gave it, you dumb bitch.

I left before I called her that to her face. I didn’t want her remembering me that way. In fact, I didn’t want her remembering me at all.

I walked out of the hotel and headed for my car, my mind slipping into overdrive.

What could Sean tell them? Did Brad tell him anything before he died?

Probably not. I’d have heard about it by now. Or maybe he did, and it hadn’t made sense to Sean at the time.

But now Porter had been added to the equation, and maybe he could make sense of it. Whatever it was.

It took me a moment to realize this discovery had brought me what I’d sought.

A new thrill.

Maybe even a new game.

And the name of this game was….

Watch Sean Nichols.