QUOTE : The words she had spoken to Gordon could have sounded more like a threat than the warning she had intended. And he already thought it was possible that she had killed Keith. Or so he had pretended. “You're wrong,” she said. “I did need you.” “Why,” he asked, tipping his head to one side. “Would you like me to kill him for you instead. Is that why you're keeping me around, after all?” It wasn't an offer. Nor was it a joke. He meant to ask if she would like him to murder Gordon instead of doing it herself. He had suggested something similar before in order to provoke a rise from her, and in retaliation for making him admit he was capable of it. This time he was deadly serious; he really thought she wanted Gordon dead. Cammie flashed him a look of stark and painful disbelief before she whirled from him. She stumbled as she pounded up the steps and across the porch. It took her the third try to put her key into the lock. She pushed inside, slamming the heavy door behind her. She need not have hurried. Reid did not come after her. When she looked out the window, there was no one there. He was gone.