rtment building. Her entire body felt

d dead in

Martin was parked right

s side. He walked around the hoo

n step

ect curves. Her blonde hair was blown out flawlessly. Hillary War

ed her arm through his. She leaned into him, laughing at something

into a violent knot. B

met in the center

turned

wn. Her eyes lingered on Joy's cheap sweater. A sl

Her voice was like honey poured over glass. "

Her fingernails dug into her palms. She want

pulled a thick manila envelope from his jac

id. His voice echoed in the ca

a heavy gold

eamed under the chandelier l

sed her eyes t

er voice was quie

loser to her, invading her space. The scent of his colo

er shoulder. His fingers clamped down hard, digging in

ep back. She jerked her shoul

o stay in her husband's home,

Oh, please. Have some dign

ed. He grabbed her right wrist, tr

planted her feet an

l lost his temper completely. He didn't just push he

on the polished marble floor. She lost

e of her head slammed violently into

thud echoed

s skull. White spots

into a tight ball, a sharp, breathless cry escaping her lips as he

l fr

onto the side of her head pressed against the cold marble. He saw the faint, pale line of

d windshield. The glass slicing through the

had said. *She may never

from the push, began to tremble

ve. She looked annoyed. "Come on, s

her shoulders shake as she gasped for air on

is own hand. H

didn't look at Hillary. He walked stra

in frustration

ator doo

hrobbed from the impact. The sharp pain was real, but through it, a cold, clear

away. She could hear the gentle patter of the rain hitti

he touched the faint, barely vi

past. It was a map of his gui