The Mute Bride's Secret Revenge Gamble

rs, Alys, or t

held the leather-bound book over the edge of the stone

pped the wet stone of the patio ledge, her toes curling painfully against the rough grit. A hundred

" Alys said. Her voice was a

the prenup onto the wet pavement behind Alys. "Marry the cripple. Save

diary. Then she l

It was an exit strategy. She calculated the wind speed. She counted the seconds between the waves crashing below. High

Alys w

ission. It wasn't fear for Alys. It was the last of the sedatives working their way out of he

d gi

he pen Elena offered. Her cent

e pen. She drove the sharpened end of it

. The forma

Elena. She turned and

!" Elena

r rushed past her ears, a roar that drowned out Elena's scream.

he water was like

at the wrong angle, a brutal reminder that even the best-laid plans have a price. She kicked hard, her lungs screaming for air, and

was

lse. Fast. Too fast

way from the ocean, away from the sanitarium. The f

he sme

. Burnin

sh until the shape emerged from the mist. A small helicopt

mped over the controls, gone. But a few yards a

convu

a second Elena's men could find her. But the man's hand clawed dee

rept

upils blown wide. He tried to lift a gun, but his hand

" he w

checked his eyes. Pinpoint

ttered. "Someone rea

pe, shattered face. And a tattoo on the

w he had an encrypted comms unit

ove," Al

ulled out the metal hairpin she'd s

panic. He thought she wa

ing to hurt

base of his skull, finding the n

s body archin

blocking the nerve receptors

n blurring, but he locked onto her face. A

" he ch

ui

his pocket and t

r your life

rough the air above them.

s brushing the hem of her gown, trying to anch

" he r

d vanished into the mist, leavi