n, the hot city air whipping her hair into a tangled mess. She didn't know where s

gas gauge was hovering near empty, and her stomach was cramping with h

coffee shop. She grabbed her purse and went in

stomach growl. She walked to the counter, opening her wallet

said, sliding the card

"That's imposs

wiped it again. "Nope. D

e Visa. Declined. The

led the cards. All of them. She had exactly fourteen dollars

ffee," she mumbled, counti

y," the ba

d around, looking for a seat. The place was packed. The only open spot was a small tabl

rom her phone, her eyes narrowing as sh

" The voice was

at the woman. The high cheekbone

senior year tearing apart witnesses in mock trial. The one who ha

r a hug. She just looked Audrey up and down, her gaze lingering on th

ta. "Two black coffees and two almond croissants. On my t

he moment her body hit the chair. She wrapped her hands

now it was me?

"And I just came from court. The gossip is already flying. 'Devonte Va

. "He has a secret life. A mistress named Carmen Hurley. He set up a twenty-million-dollar asset

She looked annoyed. "And

aid, the words spilling out in a rush. "A fake. He replaced all

r recording device. She set it on the table and pressed the re

d at the rec

said, her voice hard. "You're going to use it. Every tear yo

as the code. She talked about the club, the confrontation, the broken phone. She talked about

atch, Paige held up a hand. "

w engraving, the missing se

tion. It's a classic move. He's replacing your real jewelry with fakes, taking the real pieces, and sell

h the air conditioning. "He said he'd leave me

one party is hiding twenty million in assets and committing

. Her grip was strong, grounding. "You are not a discarde

eyes and felt a spark of somethi

I do?" Au

n't throw a plate. You smile, and you find every financial document in that house. Bank

managing Devonte's household for twenty-five

. "The game is on.