Or maybe he didn’t know. Maybe had gone through the last century and a half really believing that he was alone, never knowing that he still had family. Ouch.
Kim bit her lip. “He’s not here,” she said slowly, unsure how much she should really divulge.
“Yes, I know. He fled the country a few days ago. For the first time in decades, he’s gone home, and I need to know why, if he’s safe. Something dreadful happened to him here, so I thought it would be a good place to start.” The green eyes narrowed. “You know him, though. Who are you?”
Kim thought the more pressing question was how Rhona knew that Daniel had gone, how she knew where he had gone, and how she knew to start investigating in Burns, Colorado. They were connected, somehow. Siblings shared blood through the simple bonds of family
