Tuesday. Safe House. Helsinki, Finland.
FELECIA TOWEL DRIED HER hair while Kelsey flipped TV channels and sprawled on the bed. At first the companionship had been nice, but now it was clear that Kelsey was sticking close to her intentionally. Did the others think Felecia would run? That she needed a babysitter?
Why now?
She hadn't tried to get away and she'd had the opportunity.
That morning she could have done something. She could have gone with Caleb rather than...
Her mind shied away from what she'd done.
She hung the towel over the back of a chair then joined Kelsey on the bed.
"Aren't you curious what the others are talking about?" Felecia asked.
"Not really." Kelsey rolled over and folded her arms behind her head. "I mostly work alone. I find that all these team talks wear me out. What's to talk about? Really? We're going to Texas. It's the best, most logical move."
Felecia stared at the other woman, the answer startling her.