wheel, his eyes fixed on the clinic's entrance. A cold certainty washed over her: she was being watched. Instead of w

descended into the loud, c

to the dense crowd of commuters, ensuring any eyes Dento

bway in Tribeca. She walked the remaining t

er on the private elevator. The doors slid o

llumination came from the neon glow of the Manhattan

he turned around, the heavy, pungent smell of

rged in the deep shadows of the le

in his hand. The ice cubes cl

you this afternoon?" His voic

r ribs. Her hand instinctively

went to Bergdorf Goodman on Fifth Avenue

. He tossed a stack of printed credit c

. There were no tran

three frame instantly sucked a

strides. His large hand shot out, his fingers

with pure disgust. "Still playing

one. "You think I forgot the yacht? You think I forgot how you b

w. "I didn't hurt my sister, Denton. I didn

is disgust palpable. He threw the remaining whis

at out, every word dripping with venom. He stepped closer, towering over her. "Whatever pathetic scheme you're cooking up to s

ging straight into Emma's chest. She stumb

pocket suddenly felt like it wa

til she tasted copper. She forced the tear

im more. Denton ripped his tie loose, turn

slammed shut with

e slid down the cold wall

stomach, curling into a tight ball. In th

zed everything else in her life. He would call it manipulation. He would call it a trap. And

coming in ragged gasps. The ultrasound photo pressed ag

voice so low only the baby could have heard it-if the baby could

made up. She would take