name hit him like a

he rage replaced by panic. "What are y

He simply adjusted his

k echoed through

ping to his knees. His wrist hung at an unn

her burned arm cradled against her ch

th. She knew Holloway was efficient, but

swollen wrist. Holloway didn't even glance at the whimpering man. He calmly

turned

g from lethal soldier to respectful ser

ice smooth and respectful. "I apolog

Mrs. Tillman. N

at them. "Holloway! Are you insane? You break my arm, and th

e's just a broke, useless ex-wife! You

es were flat, dead, and colder than the Arctic. It was

ll silent, the fear

car is waiting, Miss Melton. Mr. Til

g in the air, heav

"Home? What home? She's

od," she sneered, a cruel smile returning to her face. "Garrick, don't you see? She went stra

ng that made sense. Ariel, the desperate, infertile

rick's face. "You scheming bitch," he spat

something that might have been pity crossing his

rgue. He di

ating each word with surgical