Page 238 of The Protector’s Daughter

Sean watches my face.

He believes me.

I can see it.

“What kind of list?” I ask.

“Names, payments, and delivery locations.”

“I never saw anything like that.”

“Then Greg lied.”

“To Navarro?”

“Possibly.”

“Why?”

“We’re going to find out.”

I look down at the backpack.

“Did those men search this?”

“Probably.”

“They thought the list was inside?”

“Yes.”

“So you had to look too.”

“We checked for a tracking device. We didn’t read the letters.”

I look at Hayley.

“Did you?”

“No.”

She doesn’t hesitate.

“Those belong to you.”

I unzip the front compartment.

My clothes are wrinkled and smell like smoke.

The small pouch holding my money is still there.

So is the notebook with the names and addresses of the people who helped me.

I take it out.

Sean recognizes it.

“Your six people?”