Chapter 9
OWEN'S POV
I stood in Elena's living room, staring at Freya and waiting for her to say something. I had already suspected the truth, but I needed her to admit it.
"I do hope you're not thinking of giving me half-truths, Freya, because I know better than to believe them," I said slowly to emphasize my words while tapping the folder resting on the table.
Curiously, she reached out to go through it and that was when I noticed an unfamiliar young man resting against the wall.
Our eyes met and he passed me a small nod, though I caught a flicker of suspicion in his expression. Like he did not trust me for some odd reason.
"I'm Finnley," he finally said, offering no other explanation, and I did not ask either.
"Doctor Owen Carver," I replied and watched as he moved to stand behi
