the door shu

shoulders and threw her ro

r weight. Calista curled into a tight ball,

t. The lock clicked loudly. They were com

or. He unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt. He bega

o do to this family?" Jett demanded.

arms against the mattress a

his wound?" Calista asked. He

He looked at her wi

o a wall to play the victim," Jett snee

ck her like a

of her heart cracked

to for three years. The tears finally s

amed, her throat tearing with the force of it

the mattress on either side of her hips, trapping he

ng into a terrifying, hypnotic cadence. "She wouldn't hurt a fly. You a

oxygen was gone. She was dro

mbling hand and grabbed

hallway," she begged, sobbing. "Ple

ped her h

ime indulging your psy

is suit jacket and pulled out his leather checkbook. He cli

om the pad and threw i

h the air and landed on the bloo

ered. "Go upstairs and beg

the door and unlo

l send you the divorce papers," Jett said coldly. "And

red down at

her chest vanished, replaced by

ng. Her eyes wen

own and picke

eyes. Slowly, deliberately,

ped it again

the torn pieces of paper f

brief shock. Then, his

etely insane,"

mmed the heavy door shut behind hi

st, buried her face in her arms, an