“I told you not to,” Nicholas said. “I gave you reasons.”
“You don’t understand,” I said.
“What is there to understand? You are endangering yourself –”
“Her sister is involved,” Julian cut in. He was coming closer to us.
Nicholas’s mouth snapped closed. He furrowed his brow like he didn’t know what to believe. “How do you know?”
I looked to Julian. “Show him what you showed me.”
Julian took out his phone, prepped the surveillance video again and turned the screen toward Nicholas. He watched the entire thing.
“So she bought fabric. What does this prove?” he asked.
“She was at the second ball. Julian matched a feather that I found from her dress to the feathers in the store. Then he found this footage. That’s where he’s been the past few days,” I explained.
A muscle ticked in Nichol
