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Dropping her gaze, Dani murmured, “I feel like having some fruit. Would you mind heading back and asking Cedric to rinse some blueberries for me?”
Hamilton hesitated.
Shifting his weight, Hamilton said, “It’s not safe for you to be out here alone, Dani. Let me call Brad and have him keep youpany.”
He patted his jacket, frustration flickering across his face. “Damn, I left my phone inside.”
Dani took a measured sip from her bottle, unbothered. “Why not just call out for him? I’ll stay right here.”
Hamilton looked toward the house, then back at her, uncertain. “Alright. I’ll just be two minutes.”
Reluctantly, he set off toward the vi, ncing over his shoulder every few steps.
The moment Hamilton disappeared around the bend, Dani turned onto a narrow side path.
She’d barely taken a few steps before a tall shadow emerged up ahead. Thest streaks of sunlight barely reached the path, leaving the air thick with gloom.
Dani took a measured sip of water before tipping her chin up, her voice steady. “You’ve been tailing me for quite some time now. Is there something you want?”
Jules narrowed his eyes, studying her in silence.
Rather than flinching at the confrontation, Dani appeared utterly unbothered. She let her gaze wander to a cluster of wildflowers growing by the path, her posture rxed and almost amused.
“You knew I was behind you?” he asked.
“Why else would I choose this path?” Dani’s lips curled into a faint, knowing smile.
Jules’ brow arched in surprise. “You’re not the least bit scared?”
“Scared of what, exactly?” Dani replied, meeting his eyes with a calm, unwavering look. “Only people with guilty consciences need to worry. Don’t you think so?”
Lately, Jules couldn’t shake the storm brewing in his mind.
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Burdened by worries, he couldn’t find a moment’s sleep.
But now, beneath thest golden light of sunset, something unexpected shifted in him. Dani stood just ahead, her breezy floral dress stirring in the evening breeze, canvas shoes dusted with pollen as she bent to study the wildflowers by the road. The sight grounded him, easing his turmoil.
“Dani, I know what you’re after. I know who nned the explosion years ago. I have proof.”
As the words hung in the air, Dani’s lips curled into a patient, knowing smile. “I’ve been waiting for this,” she replied, straightening and meeting his eyes with quiet intensity. “Waiting for someone with the courage to step forward. I suppose my patience has finally paid off.”
Jules couldn’t exin it, but something in his chest tightened with dread.
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