turning into quicksand. Harrison was there, standing on a dune, holding a blood bag. It was full, dange

he chanted.

thrashed, trying to pull

ren

heat. A hand gripped h

bolt upright in bed. Her chest was heaving,

!" she cried out, the terror of

her wrist

t to her, his hand wrapped around her forearm. His hair was tousled f

ere contagious. He had heard the

ered, clutching the sheets. "I...

ortable moment. The hurt in his eyes was there, buried deep und

off and got out of

he bathroom and

ead in her hands

racing herself for the morning headlines. Sh

th

for "Harrison

th

Not Found." The TMZ article was gone. It

ther. Harrison wouldn't have

air of slacks and a silk b

g table. He was reading the Financial Times

ing a plate of avocado toast and a

t down. "

age of the newspaper, the crisp sna

e gone," she s

lower the pape

re. Did you... d

ve. "Sterling stock cannot afford volatility based

e. It wasn't for her. It

d, her voice dull.

said coldly. "Just st

t her plate. "I told you, it w

said. He picked up his coffee cup, his knuckles

breakfast untouched. He

ngs all day.

pointed to a small glass bottle on the sideb

er supplements," he ordered, his

alke

blend of vitamins for stress and fatigue. He

e pill with a gu

.

in was waiting with

the garage. "We have a problem. Harrison Knox is in contact with

ide of his Maybach. He opened th

oring. If he releases anything, I want

s,

ndow where Serena was sitting alone. He hated leaving her like this. But ev

car door and gu