s a cavern of dark wood and old money

shed with victory. Around him stood three men in suits-his camp

w Gina, the

e of the doting husband. "Darling, you're back. You

ering her away from his team before

had drugged her. The man who had sold her.

in her chest.

t tou

vaulted ceiling. It was sh

ed. Hansford froze,

.." He reache

ollapsing onto the Persian rug. She crab-walked backward, her eyes wid

ing finger at the

ed glances. Domestic abuse? Pimpi

darkening. He lunged forward to grab her,

me within reac

t cower.

ac

h the force of a whip. It was a perfect, sol

eafening in the

ace. Shock replaced the anger in his ey

into a ball on the floor. "Blood... there w

with fiction, painting a pict

authoritative. She placed her

arning tone. "Mrs. Burris is in a state of sev

sultants. He saw the doubt in their eyes.

trying to regain his dignity while nurs

he meaning

ed from the to

draped in black velvet, leaning on a silver-tipped c

her," Hansford said qu

own at Gina. "A hysterical wife is a li

er tears. She saw the co

ed, looking directly at Elbert

ortably. Now the mother was in

. "I have never touched

rs," Hansford ordered, d

eaned heavily on her, sobbing into her

they turned the corner into the upper hallway, out of

ne. She wiped her face w

ady and cold. "His left cheek is swelling. He'll have

admiration in her eyes. "That was a

id. She walked toward her bedroom door. "Now