“No. He just didn’t share that with you.”
She shifted in her chair, still angry. No, she admitted to herself. Not angry. Hurt. “It amounts to the same thing.”
NoNot angry. Hurt.“On that basis, have you not lied to Will?”
“I didn’t lie to him.”
Stone pursed his lips. “You didn’t tell him about the first Peru expedition, even when South American trips by his parents came up. And you were on that first one.”
you“I didn’t lie. I merely withheld answers. Answers that would put him in danger.”
“Answers?” Stone asked. “Plural? What else haven’t you told him?”
She stared out the window to the streets below. What haven’t I told him? So much. So very much. And I’ve waited far too long. Is it too late now? Pushing the thoughts away, she met Stone’s gaze. “What I do, I do to keep him safe. As I
