Return Of The Lethal Unwanted Heiress

e through the suffocating afternoo

a totaled Mustang. The toxic smell of mot

is eyes wide as he tried to track her movements. He couldn't. Her hands were

ed cluster of wires with o

it roared to life, the deep, guttural s

back. He stared at the engine like it was

e tossed a filthy rag onto the hood. Her face w

d her, a cracked cell phone

lashed a number

ust washed over her chest. She wiped a streak of

around in the

e. It was arrogant. Impatient. The voice

She reached for the half-empt

rrow morning," Sterling ordered. "No excuses

the can. She popped it open. The sharp hiss

said. Her voic

on the other end of the line. Ste

terling snarled, his voice risin

The icy liquid burned down her

eatened, dropping his voice into a lethal register, "I will pe

Allison like a physi

etal shrieked and crumpled under her grip. Cola spi

ir in the garage suddenly felt too heavy to breathe. He stared at t

She needed that trust fund. Not for the money, but for the safety deposit bo

cles to uncoil. Sh

," Allison said, her voice dropping back to

play games with me, Allison. You have

ne wen

angled soda can across the room. It slammed into the

ing back to those people?" Ri

custom-made tactical knife from the magnetic s

nife into the hidden sheath

," Allison said softly, "I'm t

gritty soap and scrubbed the oil from her hands. The cold water rushe

ht on the band

was dropping. The a

her jeans. She pulled out a small white pill and sw

ns began to recede. A faint flush of color return

e wall. She shoved her arms into the sleeves and zipped it a

over her heavily modified black motorcycle. S

The bike let out a dea

shot out of the dirt lot like a bullet, teari