ch tore through

The tires hissed against the slick asphalt as he tu

e, and walked straight into the hou

the door to the

bed. She was shoving sweat

d of the door, but sh

e inner pocket of his suit jacket and pulled out a sli

ith a sharp, final th

yes locked onto the bold bla

ce De

laugh clawed its w

voice was completely devoid of wa

full second. Her fingernails dug i

n from his pocket. He held

ed at the

ed, his tone flat and businesslike. "More than enough

he lifted her chin and looked

barely a whisper, but it was s

oting out. He grabbed her chin, his long fingers digg

hitting her face. "The Sterling family has a h

ly shoved his hand away. She stumbl

He let out a cold scoff. He turned o

door slammed s

engine echoed through the window. The tir

he thick carpet. She wrapped her arms around

assed. The house

ystem echoed from downstairs. The front doo

the back of her hand and stood up. She walke

ob onto the marble table. She was wearing a beige trench coat.

r place stood a woman with eyes as cold and calculating as a predator's.

heels clicked against the hard

e landing, just i

l. "He didn't even notice me following his Maybach's signal. And look at you-a piece of trailer park

e raised her hand and sw

the thugs lunged forward. He grabbed C

ain. The man shoved

it the floor, her head bo

oe's stomach. The fake sweetness was gone from