Chapter 2 - Gabriel Explains How He Found The 1999 Photograph
The freezing Boston fog rolled heavily over the carved granite tombstones as Gabriel held the weathered piece of paper.
He stared intently into Elena’s wide, terrified eyes, refusing to let go of the fragile artifact from the past.
“It was locked inside a safety deposit box registered under a name you haven't used in years,” Gabriel said softly.
Elena trembled violently in the mud, her hand instinctively shielding her swollen belly from the bitter damp cold.
“How... how did you even know where to look for something I buried a lifetime ago?” she whispered.
Gabriel crouched lower, his charcoal-gray coat brushing against the wet grass as he maintained his unwavering gaze.
“When you work in federal intelligence as long as I have, people’s secrets have a habit of surfacing,” Gabriel replied.
Victoria took a nervous step backward, her expensive camel-brown trench coat rustling in the sharp wind.
“Gabriel, you can’t possibly care about what happened back then; it’s ancient history meant to stay buried,” Victoria spat.
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Gabriel didn’t even glance at her, his entire focus remaining locked on the terrified young maid before him.
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