Abigail was fast discovering that Lorenzo could seal his mouth shut like a vault in a high security bank when he did not want to share information.
And any questions about the old papers and the name Dominic Hill definitely qualified as information he did not want to share. Every question she asked was met with lips pressed together in a thin line.
The other guys were not volunteering anything either. It seemed to her that her only hope of learning anything was from Lorenzo’s mouth alone.
She watched him from across the table as they ate dinner. Although calling it dinner was an exaggeration, they were on a limited diet of sandwiches and eggs three times a day. The men looked completely comfortable with it. Her on the other hand was adding it to the list of things irritating her and
