Eve turned to Jane as she hung up the phone. “I know it.”Jane frowned. “But she didn’t tell you that?”Eve shook her head. “Not exactly.” She was thinking over exactly what Catherine had said. “It was all very vague and ambiguous. I was uneasy from the moment I picked up the call.”“If she’s found him, why wouldn’t she tell you?”“How the hell do I know?” She grimaced. “Or maybe I do know. Gallo is … unusual. He managed to convince me that black was white in two separate periods of my life. I warned Catherine that he was capable of dazzling anyone.” She added with frustration, “But she’s tough as nails. I was hoping that she’d be immune to him.”“Maybe she is,” Jane said. “You’re only guessing, Eve.”“She was questioning me about— She’s been talking to him, Jane.”“About what?” Jane asked.“She asked if I’d—” She moistened her lips. “She said she wondered if I’d thought that Bonnie visited me after her death. In her wildest dreams, she wouldn’t have asked that question if she hadn’t talked to Gallo.
