. She shifted her dead gaze fr

is eyes darted from the spilled

a shaking, wet

gh screamed, her voice cracking. "Do

ed on his nerves. He looked down at Hayleig

away, his lip cu

igh. His voice was low, but t

hung open. The mascara t

er warning. He snapped his f

Hayleigh by both arms and dragged her toward the s

he heavy breathing of the men and th

nett Houston stepped out, holding a

alie standing there. A nasty, mocking smile sp

stand beside Cale. "Did the boring housewife

. A harsh, humorless

nett. Her eyes dragged up a

d. Her voice was sharp enough to cut glass. "Does Cale pay y

is face, turning his neck a blotchy red. His k

hand against Arnett's chest, sto

the Patek Philippe watch on his left wrist

ralie," Cale warned, his

t his glar

get to play around, but I

him. She looked at the

d metal Black Card. She slammed it down onto the base of the

tone was lazy, arrogant. "Bring me yo

weat from his forehead

m. What kind of dr

r at him. A wicked, crue

e carried down the hall. "I want the five youngest, most fit

ed to solid ice. Arnett's j

is temples throbbed visibly. His hands

ard-Cale's Black Card-and then l

her maiden name out between his teeth.

nocence. She shrug

order off the menu,

les impatiently agai

up, Mr.

the distance between the

kept her chin high, pointing d