ow of the bones. The wind whipped into a frenzy, tearing leaves from the

or the money again, crawli

black machines, military-grade but finished with the gloss of private wea

hanging open. Her cigarette fell from her li

jacent to the trailer park. The downdraft was immense. It flattened the tall w

e, but the sound was swall

earth. The door slid open bef

ion of secret service agents. One scanned the perimeter. The

atrical. It was exactly s

e stepp

re a charcoal suit that probably cost more than the entire trailer park.

e-the cowering Richard, the screaming Raym

es locked o

sk of the CEO, the billionaire,

arpet. He ran through the mud, his e

still. She let

reached out, his hands hovering near her face, as if a

a," he ch

thread of their bloodline connecti

y," she s

rushing embrace. He smelled of sandalwo

o long. We were told... the intermediaries told us you died in

m of his heart. It was a good heart. A chaotic one, but good. The lies

she said. "

is suit jacket and draped it over h

face changed instantly. The vulnerability

clutching the money. "Sir? Loo

t Richard. It was a look that promised

tepped forward, placing

n them. He put his arm aro

o home,"

hipped Seraphina's hair across her face. Befo

watching. The envy on her face w

er own wrist, mimi

down at her ar