oom she'd found in a panic after leaving the Patton mansion. It

piece of luggage-into the living room. The space immed

could even begin to navigate the sleeping

zing a portfolio of her curatorial work. She had an interview at Northgate

estate, the sound of shattering porcelain echoed off the book-lined w

shards. "Darling, don't let some nobo

desk. It was Kieran's. "McCall Insurance," he sneered. "It's a major pl

ed, her voice laced with conce

. He paused, a flicker of doubt crossing his features. "Still... McCall. It's probably no re

ory. It was the direct line to a senior vice president at McCall Insurance,

y name and their seven-figure annual donations, demanding th

ered, clearly flustered, but ultimately promised

oss his face. He pulled Jenna onto his lap. "He'll b

amed through the windows. The smell of fr

rself. Kieran was in the kitchen, plating scrambled eggs and toast.

coffee. "Morning. Ready

nd smooth, with no bitterness. Exactly

nced at the caller ID-the SVP Brad had

take the call. Hayley could hear the low

said, his voice shaking. "He... he demanded yo

the standard procedure. Make it loo

" The man sounded profound

epped back inside, his face

ll?" Hay

garment bag hanging on the back of a chair. "I picked something

blazer, a deep navy blue that would complement her eyes.

n the place," Kieran said, hi

she felt a flicker of confidence. She walked out the door and headed for Northgate Gallery, completel