Chapter 9
It was strange meeting up on a Sunday afternoon. They had planned to go for a walk but it was pouring rain so he took her to a museum instead. Jane tried to pay attention to the displays; she’d never been here before. Her mind kept wandering back to Etienne and his story. Black mail, betrayal, was it possible?
“You seem distracted, or bored,” Bryce said as they left one display.
“I’m sorry,” she said. “I guess I don’t really want to be here.”
“You don’t want to be here? Or you don’t want to be with me?”
That stopped her. “Oh Bryce. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean that. I just meant there’s so much going on right now, I have so much in my head, I just can’t focus on all this.” She waved a hand at the displays.
“Yeah, you’ve been distracted at work too. What’s going on? I’m worried
