Something was holding Warren back from blurting the truth.

Instead of forcing him to speak up, Olivia withdrew her hand from his. "If it puts you in a tough spot, you don't have to say anything. Let's dig in. I gotta go soon."

"Olivia, I…" As if he had made an important decision to speak up, he paused momentarily. "Olivia, a friend of mine works for a mysterious organization. He received a message just recently."

"A mysterious organization? What's that?" She feigned ignorance.

"Some sort of a national assassination organization. They'll do everything for money. Killing, for example."

"Assassins?" Olivia's expression changed tremendously as though she was reminded of something horrible.

"Don't be afraid." Warren knew that the night she had the preterm delivery plagued her like a demon. "I won't let anyone hurt you."

"What kind of message was it?"

"He was ordered to kill someone."

"And that's me, isn't it?" Olivia managed a helpless smile. "I'm used to this. This is not the fir