d herself into preparing Gerald's next trea

ry step with Matthew, and, as if on cue, her phon

One million for your tro

alsh contract was worth billions, an

one aside and we

was blown up with messages. Brett had hik

reeked of

nd, without a second tho

d to be cut of

e left early, her heart

mask, and the winner could demand th

o see beneath a mask-the mysterious ma

scene, a voice she knew all too

nswer my messages?" Brett demanded, walkin

e, Caylee noticed Stacey st

hem could have fooled anyone into thinking it was intimate. However, instead of a ge

. Your. B

eel, her ponytail flicking a

age, she had been the compliant, respectf

, she moved with the grace and confide

nned until his eyes landed on

ly win Matthew's favor? Everyone knew

a single protest. Was it possible Caylee had been involved with Matthew all a

.

," Matthew sa

n a crisp suit. Tonight, he gave off a relaxed, dangerous charm,

rd on me out the

surprise. "Wait, y

, but the words were almost swallowed by

he said, "I ca

rtain, he pulled back and

o think; the race w

gines revving and the

hand tightly, whispering anxiously,

" Brett muttered, though his g

r Matthew? Were

wisted his

eyes lingered on Caylee, and

t stay alive!

banners snapping in the wind as the cars sped down the track. At the front, a fie

, the undefeated champion for thre

ever, on the final turn, Caylee accelerated, s

, the roar of the cr

g through her. Her gaze shifted to the black car parked nearby. Throu

man behin