CHAPTER FIVE
The next morning, Remi drove down to Quantico, Virginia, to meet Daniel at the FBI headquarters. She spent the first half of the one-hour drive fuming over Cyril’s behavior. How could he belittle the most terrifying, most rewarding experience of her life? And who was he to think that he could tell her what to do?
If he was this controlling now, how would he be once they were married?
That question had bothered her all last night, and she had woken up still angry.
And yet she couldn’t help but feel a bit guilty too. Cyril had wanted to discuss wedding arrangements, and the first thing she did was put him off with a proposed research trip. Then, a moment later, she left in a huff without even staying for dinner.
While he had been too overbearing, she had overreacted. She’d
