Read The Caregiver (Book 1 of The Caregiver Series) Page 15

  * * * *

  He watched her as she drifted into a heavy sleep, tucking stray hairs behind her ear and thinking on how much his life had changed since she appeared. Looking back, he didn’t regret letting her in, not through the door, but into that secure circle of people he trusted with his own life.

  Ever since he read the background check he got his hands on thanks to George, he knew she wasn’t a typical agent. He never saw her as corrupt, but as someone who was simply out of place. He had read the files a couple of times and, all of a sudden, she looked like an open book in front of his eyes, almost vulnerable. Even through her strong appearance, he could see the frightened child that had witnessed the execution of her parents. He could only imagine how much of a struggle it must have been then to move in with her grandfather and have to learn the ways of the hitman from a ruthless man such as he.

  There was this one document, a status report from a mission that went wrong down in Gibraltar. It had a picture of her attached to it, her eyes looking so intently at the camera, he felt as if they were piercing his chest. Cisneros had been involved in that mission and he hadn't known of it.

  Next time, he thought as he wrapped his arms around her tight, he’d know. Thanks to her, he’d know.

  * * * *