Chapter 40

"What are you doing here? How did you know I would be there?"

"I'm trying to help you, believe it or not."

Alvarez studied her across the tight confines of her car. There was pity in his eyes. It made Emma's spine stiffen, made her push down the darkness that threatened to overwhelm her. She scrubbed at her tears again, rubbing so hard against her eyes that she saw stars for a brief moment.

"Someone knows about your affair with Thomas Morgan."

The sound of his name made her bottom lip weaken for a moment. She looked out the window and took a deep breath. "No one knows," she said.

"Someone does." Alvarez pulled out his cellphone and pulled up something before handing it to her.

Emma hesitated. She didn't want to talk to this man, didn't want to talk about Tommy to someone who hadn't known him. But he insisted, jabbing the phone in her direction. When she took it, she had to concentrate to make her eyes focus on the tiny print.

"Want a good story about Emma Hamilton?" a text mess