Diane felt the blood drain from her face.
“No…” she whispered, staring at Damon as though the word itself might somehow change what he had just said. “No, that’s not possible.”
But Damon didn’t look uncertain....didn’t look confused but looked terrified.
And that scared her more than anything else tonight.
“The drive contains financial records, offshore accounts, blackmail files,” he said carefully, keeping his voice low. “But the most important part is the list.”
Diane’s fingers tightened painfully around the flash drive.
“A kill list?” she asked weakly.
Damon nodded once.
The trees around them suddenly felt suffocating, the darkness pressed closer with every second.
“Why would my name be on it?” Diane demanded, her breathing uneven. “I haven’t done anything.”
“That’s exactly th
