I didn't wait for Patrick or Sterling to make a decision as I raced back to the other side of my desk, opening the drawer and fishing out my purse. Removing my cell phone, I swiped the screen, bringing it to life.
WINNIE was on the screen. I opened the text message.
“KENNI, I'M SO SORRY. I HAD NO IDEA. LOUISA WAS WORRIED. SHE DOESN'T KNOW. I THOUGHT I WAS HELPING. WILL YOU EVER FORGIVE ME?"
I looked up from the screen and then turned it toward both men. As if they were one, their expressions darkened in unison.
“Have Reid find her," Sterling said. “Araneae, stay with me."
I shook my head. “I need to find her, find out what's wrong."
“Text her back. If her phone is on, Reid can find her."
Nodding, I typed back a message.
“WHAT IS HAPPENING? I'M SURE I CAN FORGIVE YOU. YOU FORGAVE
