ment. She changed into a sharp beige pantsuit an

ted lobby and handed her bus

" she said, her English f

d staircase. "The VIP lounge on the second floor, M

ounge. She pulled a thick roll of arch

ausea hit her, likely from the jet lag and

She asked a passing waiter for the restroom

plashed water onto her cheeks. She stared at her perfectly

d the bathroom door open, and

body darted out from a side corrido

backward onto the thick carpet. A pin

opped to her knees. Sh

rt?" she as

rubbed her kne

athing. The blood d

mirror image of her own childhood photos. E

face for three long seconds. Then, her small hand r

rl's eyes fil

dy's picture," she whispered, her v

in cold air, her mind reeling from the fact that Griffin had kept a picture of h

mind. If he found her, he would take Ay

ly peeled Cece's small fingers off her sleeve. S

eepening her voice. "You have the

olled down her cheeks. She lunged forward and

a deep male voice echoed fro

s chest. The bodyguards we

e away, harder this time. She shoved

r pocket and clattered onto the floor, but she didn't look ba

away. The little girl opened her mouth a

d the corner and scooped the

s slit. Her heart physically ached, a sharp, twisting pain that made he

nor turned and ran down the concrete stair

e entrance, flagged down a passi

ked out. "Just g