ate clinic. His long fingers turned the page of

the wood. A text from Julia

of mine just forwarded this to the group chat from the Black

He tapped the

ipped from her mouth. She chugged a bottle of red liquid

in pen in his hand snapped in two. Black ink

s his volatile emotions shattered instantly. A terrifying, violent fire erupte

watched from the shadows. The g

r crashed backward onto the floor. T

aled Julian. His voice was

t's just a joke. She's in the back VIP room

call. He walked o

speak. She took one look at Hardie's eyes a

nched the button for the parking ga

Aston Martin. The e

nst the concrete as he

g through traffic. "Get me the floor plan f

r played on a loop in his brain. It

he lied to him. She went to a slaughte

d his throat. He had

t the steering wheel at a

tch Kozlowski runs secur

her out of that room, or I will burn h

e phone onto th

green. He floored

rd. She would rath

ked in the rearview mirror. His eyes we

t in the alley across the street and watched her wal

artin straight up onto the sidewalk, slamming