eir status was undisputed. Lanny Barton, the family leader, had been widowed early, leaving him with two sons f

tense as Collin spoke in a detached, y

triumphant grin as he reached out to pat Collin on the shoulder. His hand was mere

marble coffee table cluttered with wine bottles. Glass

rasp what had happened, Collin was already standing, the shadowy aura ar

to be met by the terrifying sight of

ollowed by the distinct smell of burning

saw exactly how Collin moved, but the burning

flicked the cigarette away and slid his hand into his trouser pocket. "Sin

return had been enough for Kieran to hurriedly secure a marital alliance between his son Roderic

f a woman had enraged Collin. Could it be bec

arly. She followed Collin out of the room and down a silent corrid

e elevator without a pause. Len

met briefly before Lena diverted hers, overwhelmed

pped inside. The doors shut, and

Lena started,

m had been a nightmarish experience. Being in the elevator

inching her palm. "Thank yo

llin's terse reply

hen, Collin's voice cut through the silence once more. "Ten mil

s the doors slid open, Lena lifted her eyes in shock, me