Oliver didn't answer immediately. He just looked at her with a small smile forming on his face, a smile that said he already knew she would react this way.
Cora's voice rose a little. "I paid people! I paid people to find out who Mr. B was. I even thought it could be some retired agent or a powerful old man in disguise. But no it was you? You just let me panic and stress for no reason?"
She paced a little now, waving her hands as she spoke. "I thought Mr. B was dangerous. I thought he was ruthless, someone with deep connections. I even thought maybe Mr. B was watching me, or could be a threat someday. I kept all this from you, and yet you were just there! Oliver!"
Again Oliver gently walked toward her but didn't reach out. "Cora," he said quietly, "Relax. I know this is a lot. But you're overreacting. We'll talk… there's more I'll tell you. Just… take a breath, okay?"
