“I’m sorry.” He looked at her, an eyebrow quirked up. “Are you really?” “I—” What the hell kind of question is that? “I mean, yeah. I’m sorry that happened to you. It sounds terrible. I don’t know what I’d do in that situation.” There was an odd, knowing smile on his face. But it was paired with a strange, unsettling, overeager twist that made her uncomfortable. “I will do my very best to ensure that does not happen.”
