ntaneous tonight." He looked at her with an expression of such profound guilt it was almo

room with him, of continuing this charade, was nauseating. But she saw

id, her voice

h unspoken things. At the hotel, a valet took the car, and Dal

private, unlisted establishment, gave Dallas a curt nod. "Welcome back, Mr. Vance," he said,

nd. The manager's knowing look was a c

ttered on the bed, lights dimmed to a sultry amber.

he asked, his

eas

pretending to admire the view. But her eyes

as his hand slipped into his pocket and came out with a small paper packet. She watched, h

tched. He was

oncern, and handed her the tainted gla

. That would expose her. She smiled, took the

," she said, h

he rim touched her mouth, she let her ankle

clums

r silk dress. But she'd made sure to swallow a small mouthful

crossing his face before being replaced by c

faucet, shoved her fingers down her throat, and tried to vomit, but nothi

, her knuckles white. She heard

ith fake urgency. "What? The main s

, baby. It's an emergency at work. I have to go. You ju

r clicked shu

vision blurring at the edges. A strang

he drug will make her compliant. The guy will be there in ten minutes. Just get the video of

full, monstrous scope of hi

in the hallway outside. T

cort w

She grabbed her handbag from the chair, her l

utside. She didn't look. She bolted down the hallway in th

ard, her body crashing against

The door clicked shut behind her, plunging her into near-total da