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brief glimpse of pity she saw in Gabe Brennan’s eyes. She didn’t need anyone’s pity. She needed her freedom. It was all she’d wanted since she’d made the mistake of tying herself to Kane.
    “You’re an accountant at a very large and prestigious firm, Mrs. Huxley,” Gabe went on, changing the subject abruptly. “The money your husband collected for selling out the agents had to go somewhere. Your firm moves millions of dollars all over the world every day. It wouldn’t be hard for you to do the same for your husband.”
    “You wouldn’t even suggest that if you had any clue what our marriage was like. Kane didn’t talk business with me. He could barely stand to be in the same room with me.”
    “Beg your pardon, but why did he marry you in the first place?”
    “I was a contest. Nothing more than a prize to be won. And I played easily into his hands. Let’s just say I have bad judgment when it comes to men.”
    Gabe leaned forward and separated several documents from the pile, pushing them in front of her. Her eyes widened in horror as she recognized her signature neatly below her husband’s.
    “These are documents for six different bank accounts,” Gabe said, spreading them out so she could see.
    Sophia glanced at them quickly and felt the noose tightening around her neck. She shook her head in denial. It looked like her signature, but she knew she’d never signed these documents.
    “Where’s the money, Mrs. Huxley?”
    Her gaze shot up to meet his stone cold glare, but she didn’t flinch.
    “I don’t have any money, Agent Brennan. I never did.”
    She could sense his frustration, but she could just as easily see the wheels turning in his head, looking for ways to trap her in a lie.
    “The signature on those bank accounts tells me differently,” he said. “I’m willing to bet your accounting background would make it next to impossible for you not to keep printed records somewhere of every transaction that came in and out of those accounts. Technology can’t always be trusted, can it? Which is why agents are turning your house upside down as we speak. They’re talking to friends and your employer. They’ll be taking apart your office and the computer you use there. We’ll find it, Mrs. Huxley.”
    Nausea roiled through her stomach as he so easily destroyed her life. She’d have nothing left once they were finished with her. Her firm would dismiss her at the first hint of scandal. She didn’t have many friends left, mostly acquaintances, and her parents were no longer living. If she didn’t have a job, she could kiss her house and everything she’d worked for goodbye.
    “Whoever cleared the money from those accounts wiped all traces of where it came from. And if we can find out which terrorist cells funded you and your husband’s very lucrative side business, then we can track them down and bring justice to all of the agents whose covers have been compromised, and we can hopefully save the lives of dozens of others. We have no idea how many identities have been sold, or who is in immediate danger.”
    Sophia didn’t want to look at the condemnation in Gabe Brennan’s face any longer. She didn’t want to see his proof. She knew Kane had done this to her, had betrayed those agents and cost them their lives.
    “You’re going to want to help us here, Mrs. Huxley. Your husband is dead. There’s no one left to take the fall except for you.”
    Sophia closed her eyes and didn’t respond. They’d made up their minds. Tears leaked from the corners of her eyes and trailed down her cheeks. The last time she’d cried had been the day Declan had told her he no longer loved her, but she couldn’t seem to stop the tears now. She was too tired and weariness had settled deep in her bones.
    “There’s nothing more I can tell you.” The silence that followed was heavy with tension and she finally opened her eyes to face what was to come.
    “Have it your way. You’ll be taken to lockup