Mira’s POV
The gun shifted between me and Reis.
I forced myself to calm down, not to panic in this situation.. that wasn’t me anymore.
Then—
I noticed his hands shaking.. so he wasn’t going to shoot, he hadn’t much time before, if at all..
I turned to Reis… he didn’t move too much.
But I knew him enough now to notice the smallest shift—the slight angle of his shoulder as he was carefully lowering his right hand toward the inside of his jacket.
Toward his own weapon.
If he drew now, one of them would die.
Possibly both.
And answers would die with them.
“Nathan,” I said softly.
His eyes snapped to me, now filled with shock.
“I didn’t tell you my name.”
“No,” I replied evenly. “But…the name was on the coffee mug, it was either yours.. or it came with the print, so I guessed.”
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