I mean that. I won’t let anyone watch her being hurt. I don’t care what details they think they might pick up. If they need a face, fine. But no one is going to see more than that.
“So what now?” she asks softly.
Echo leans forward slightly, resting his hands on the table. “Now I need to know if you’re willing to reach out to these people. Just ask them if they remember anything strange from that time. Anyone new in your life. Anything off.”
Ghost nods. “The truth is, they probably do know something. Maybe not the whole picture, but enough to give us a name. It’s possible they even knew who did it and couldn’t prove it.”
“They would’ve told me,” she says under her breath.
“Maybe they tried,” I say gently. “But you lost those months, Red. And if there was tension between you before the
