Chapter 101

As if he senses my need for more privacy, the pub owner moves farther down the bar and begins to fiddle with something.

“The strange thing is,” John says, still typing away, “I’m not sure this is the first time it’s been done. Maybe Kane doesn’t want anyone to know he has a kid.”

“If that were the case, he would’ve erased her completely.” I take a drink as I consider the possibilities. Shaking my head, I say, “No, he doesn’t want her erased. If he did, she wouldn’t have been at the gallery.”

“It might not have been him who did it at all,” John suggests.

“Keep digging,” I tell him. “This time, don’t stop until you hit rock.”

“Yes, sir.”

After I hang up, I search my phone for the photograph John sent me, the one where Natalia is just a child. Not that I need the picture to recall the brilliance of those electric-blue eyes I thought had been photoshopped when I first saw them.

While she was a cute kid, now, she’s an unforgettable woman.

I swallow thickly as the image in front of me disa