She looked at him—really looked at him—for the first time that day. “I trusted you. I stood beside you. And you turned my life into cover for a crime.” His voice broke. “I thought I could fix it.” “You didn’t fix anything,” she said. “You burned it.” Sirens rose in the distance, growing louder by the second. The sound cracked whatever resolve Daniel had left. He turned and ran.
“Rex.” Lucy didn’t raise her voice. She didn’t have to. Rex moved instantly, cutting Daniel off, body low and deliberate, teeth bared in silent warning. Daniel skidded to a stop, hands lifting as if he’d hit an invisible wall. The doors burst open moments later.