sture, a symbol of the future I thought we were building. She threw a lavish party

er a bottle of wine I' d selected. The air

ere, Chelsea?" I as

ialite smile never faltering. "Caleb, do

de of the tracks, stood up. He was taller than me, b

ax. I told h

olling. Ryan' s smirk turned into a sneer. He shoved me. I stumbled back. He shoved me ag

e haze of pain, I saw Chelsea watching, her expression cold, impassive.

ard Ryan say. "Just n

him?" Chelsea's voice

taking the only car.

ute. The pain in my head and chest was a roaring fire. I tried to stand, but my legs

gating a separate case on a neighboring property when she heard a faint noi

beacon of strength and order. Her uniform

ression serious. "We need

ced m

boating accident on the bay. He was trying

so potent it felt lik

"You're safe now. Chelsea is in custody, but she'll try to pi