bellion, a fantasy Sienna indulged in on her darkest days. She had never contacted a lawyer. Sh

needed

ip. It was the first time he had left her alone in months. The security g

ars cash-money she had stolen from Julian's wallet bill by bill over a year. She knew sh

ad memorized from a billboa

, how may I dir

ienna whispered, sitting on the edge of the

ner. He doesn't take unsolicited

. She didn't even know if he would remember her. Nate Kensington had been the quiet, brooding scholarship student in the pre-law prog

long pause.

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ougher. It didn't have Julian's velvet smoo

t talk long. I need help. I t

n was immediate. No 'how hav

't leave. Th

mmediate phys

an says I'm sick. But things are happen

in the dark. "Do not eat anything he prepares personally. Do

e said. "Thursday. 2 P

xt door. Wear a hat. Don't ack

no money. He con

ilence on the line, heavy with unspoken history.

pieces in toilet paper, and flushed them down the toilet. Her hands were shaking. Fo