CHAPTER FOURTEEN
When Kate stirred awake just after 5:30 the following morning, the dream was still prevalent in her mind. She saw Terry’s bleeding eyes looking at her as if she had the answers, as if she might know why that dream version of Melissa was dead. As haunting as the dream was, it slammed one determined thought to the front of her head. It was an obvious next step in the process, but one that she and DeMarco had been patiently waiting on.
Well, Kate thought as she made her way to the bathroom and brushed her teeth, patience isn’t something I have time for right now. When I’m not back in DC by noon, Duran is going to know I disobeyed him. He’ll start calling. And I’ll ignore him. I have no idea how long it will be before he calls Bannerman and his men, giving them authority to
