The words settled into her slowly, each one placing a colder weight in her chest.
Sheila looked down for a moment, then back up. "Do you know who is helping him?"
"No."
The answer came too quickly to be satisfying.
Liam noticed the flicker in her eyes and added, "He is getting help from someone close enough to you to know useful details. I do not have enough proof to give you a name. Guessing wrong would only make things worse."
Sheila's fingers tightened slightly against the edge of the bed.
Someone close enough to her.
