as the setting sun dyed the lower Manhattan skyline

eavy suitcases up to the third floor of a charming red

ent. The landlady is a retired teacher, so it's supe

her tightly, h

ut you, Leo and I wouldn

his hands behind his back, Leo walk

. It barely qualifies as th

and flopped

inner at The Carlyle tonight to celebrate

l hes

Upper East Side elites. If I run into anyo

o the sofa and wrapped his

best black truffle steak in America. You can

d and patted

or mixer for top Wall Street funds. Second-rate famil

s eager face, Janel

o eat. We don't o

d-green velvet strapless gown beneath a white cashmere coat. Holding Leo's hand as

heir reserved semi-open b

The Carlyle overlooking the atrium, Harley placed an

. we fo

s with an unlit cigar between hi

pe

Four years ago, after she broke off her engagement with Judd at Rockefell

r touched F

ott family? So she was the one wh

hard, his voice

n an overnight flight this afternoon. And... she

The cigar in Fulton's fin

year

blue eyes

ffered the rest

, she conceived the child in London through a licensed sperm bank.

n his chest-she had used him, tossed two hundred and fifty dollars on his n

second-floor dining area. His gaze locked onto the woman i

s thin lips curving in a cruel smile,

me back to my