Chapter 7
Dr Spencer looked up from his screen, dishevelled, his hair a mess from passing his hands through it so many times. Deep bags marked the skin under his eyes and the light from the computer screen in front of him made them look worse. "You found something?"
"Yes." My voice was no more than a whisper. I went into his office and slid the door shut. He pushed his chair away from his workstation and faced me, his eyes worried and questioning.
"Both men know me. They know things about me that they can't possibly know, like that I used to go out to dinner at Pete's, back when we worked at the university. How do they know that? How do they know my name?"
"Your name?"
"Yes, look." I went to the other workstation and brought it to life with a single touch of my hand.
He rose from his
