Sylvia finally turned back, taking a deep breath as her gaze met Reese's. "I need to go see someone," she said quietly, "but you cannot tell my brother."
Reese's eyes narrowed slightly, just enough to make her heart skip a beat. "Evans Everest?" he asked.
She nodded, biting her lip. Her pulse quickened as she realized the gravity of confiding in him. It was risky.
"Why?" Reese pressed, leaning a little closer. His presence alone made her forget the logical, rational part of her brain, the part that knew she should be angry, exasperated, and plotting her escape.
"I cannot tell you," Sylvia replied, shaking her head. Her eyes flicked away briefly. "But I am trying to help my brother. And you… you are fiercely loyal to him. I don't want to put you in a position where you have to lie to him."
"Are you going to do anything dangerous there?"
Sylvia shook her head. "No," she said.
