She had taken nearly every book off the shelves, flipping through them one by one. The files in front of her were neatly sorted, every folder opened and examined.
Dominic stood in the doorway, watching her. She was so focused she didn’t even glance his way.
He walked over, stopping beside her before crouching down and picking up a random file.
Cynthia finally looked up at him. “I’ve already checked those,” she said softly, pointing with a slender, pale finger toward another pile of documents. “Look over there,” she instructed boldly. “And be thorough. Benedict definitely would have considered this his safe house.”
Dominic glanced at her. “What makes you so sure?”
Cynthia nodded without hesitation. “My character.”
Dominic raised an eyebrow. “And what gives you so much confidence in that?”
“I was a perfectly qualified and respectful girlfriend,” Cynthia replied, not looking up. “I never once tried to pry into Benedict's secrets or check his phone. So, this place was his comfort zone. He would definitely…”
Dominic cut her off without mercy. “So comfortable that he kept his mistress right under your nose, and you never even noticed. That’s not qualified, that’s just plain stupid.”


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