The Unwanted Husband Returns To The Top

d on the cracked s

urs re

lf-imposed exile, this test of endurance orchestrated by a dying grandfather's wil

own to these

iliar weight against his back. It was a rental he'd been using for the final weeks of the t

last

al tower in Ninverton. A bitter smile touched his lips. He knew the building. He'd at

baseball cap pulled low and a disposable face mask covering the lower half of his face-a common sight for drivers in t

g. Heading t

rmur that sent a shard of ic

than

oo lost in her companion's gaz

n's golden boy, the ambitious scion of the Donovan family's local

driver. We're

steering wheel. He glanced at the re

er, her hand resting intimately on his thigh. The sight su

ipping with a familiar, cloying sweetness he now recognized as poison. "I have t

driving that piece of junk for a living? I thoug

Jett. A cripple. He lives in my parents' house, eats their

ribs, a frantic, trapped bird. Eac

the mirror was a grotesque parody of intimacy. "After the wedding, you file

Genevieve

n the backseat of her husband's car. They moved against each other, the sounds of their p

lluminated by his headlights. He drove. That's all he did. He drove as

gleaming entrance

d. He pulled a few crumpled bills from his pock

ick with condescension. "A little tip. Try n

n his direction, her hand already linked wi

ing Connor in a tomb o

had suppressed for three long years finally ignited, a white-hot rage

zed. A text f

iend's tonight.

picked up the crumpled bills-Jett's charity-and

one. A sleek, encrypted device hidden in th

nswe

poke, a voice he hadn't heard

y. The Hoffman fa

ley's voice was laced with an almost imperceptibl

e weight of a thousand day

ly," Finchley continued. "As of 9 a.m. tomorrow, yo

laced by an expression of absolute, chilling authority. He opened his eyes

wfound power. "I need all the information you can find on

l be in your secure inb

the car, the engine a low growl in

en. A picture of him and Genevieve on their wed

the delete button.

ed up on the third ring, her

s it, C

kiss. The man they knew was a cage he had built around himself. And the beast withi

id. "We need to ta

rove away from the Spire, heading toward the Barlo