Maya's POV

What?

What the actual hell?

How did he know that?

That was a secret that had been buried in my chest like a ticking time bomb. And now... some stranger, a suspected killer, someone who might have had a hand in Ben's murder, just said it out loud like it was no big deal.

I could feel the heat drain from my cheeks.

"You have no idea what you're talking about," I stuttered, shaking.

He grinned, showing me the edge of his teeth, as if he enjoyed watching me squirm.

"Oh, I do," ...