g wearing dark sunglasses. She nervously scanned the street

shop on the corner. She pushed the door op

ook one look at Chloe's pale face and her lips were

hands around a steaming mug of black coffee,

t a string of vicious curses. "He is a li

he repeated what the NYPD officers had tol

e wooden table. "Then we go to a j

"I have no documented physical abuse. No threateni

air family's legal team will bury me in paperwork

her hair in frustration. Sh

loe flinched violently. She shrank back into the deepest corner of the

them to her. Her eyes were full of pity. "How d

le. Her mind was dragged back to the gothic

e whispered. "It started in high

speak to her in the hallway would mysteri

"He was doing t

o my mother's art gallery. The Sinclair trust owned the building. He

is strings just to keep he

Chloe's freezing hand. "You are not alone

elf out of the past. She had a job. She h

r her sunglasses and adjusted th

shop. Rachel insisted on walki

I can't drag you into his

ding down the stairs into the subway stat

e herself in the anonymous crush of the crowd, a place where even he couldn't single her out. The train roared into

y tight. Suddenly, the hairs on the back of her neck stood

but exhausted, angry New Yorkers staring at t

er way out of the doors and practically sprinted up the stai

he towering glass facade of her law firm.