A surge of curiosity coursed through Catherine as she sniffed audibly and wiped her nose with the back of her hand, seemingly oblivious to the potential danger posed by the loaded weapon firmly within her grasp. "How long have you been privy to this information?" she inquired, her voice tinged with a hint of suspicion.
"Ever since I returned to the vibrant city of Boston," Ara replied, her words tinged with the presence and influence that John had brought into her life once more. The mere thought of him rekindled a fiery determination within her, causing her tightly clenched fists to break the delicate skin of her palms.
Catherine mumbled something under her breath, her gaze sweeping the length of the hallway as if anticipating some unseen threat lurking within the shadows.
"Why did you
