“Why?”
“The obvious reason,” she said, “is that Lex is a computer guy. We speak the same language. Also, when he comes face-to-face with me, he’ll see that his kidnapping scheme didn’t slow me down.”
“He might have been the one to give the orders to Trevor and his mates, but I doubt Lex hatched this scheme.”
“Why not?”
As soon as he figured out that she’d been abducted, he’d been turning the event around in his head, examining the strategy. The reason for taking her was linear and simple: they wanted to find out how much she knew and to assess her level of expertise.
He wished she could remember what she’d told them or showed them. Though he wanted to believe she was clever enough to point them in a wrong direction, Angelica had been drugged and couldn’t help telling the truth.
The big questions came at the end. Why had they bothered with induced amnesia? Why take that risk?
“Spence?” She gave him an adorable scowl. “It worries me when you think so hard. What’s on your mind?”
“They erased your memory instead of using the more expedient solution to ensure your silence.”
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