und was already in bed, propped against the headboard, reading a financial

d landed on the nightstand

e. On its side, in elegant sc

sa Mi

. An invasion. A blatant disregard f

ast piece of d

need to hesit

he bedside. Edmund sensed her approach, looking up

ly placed the papers on th

age were stark under the soft

shot from the document to her face,

devoid of heat. "I've already signed it. My l

on him and walked toward t

em, his movements jerky. When he reached the section on asset div

house in Malibu. The art collection they'd acquired togethe

eavy door swung open, revealing shelves glittering with seven years

d over them wi

ery back of the safe. She retrieved a man's wristwatch. Th

her. She had used the prize money from her first

safe door, sealing away millions of dollars in jewels. She was

into a small suitcase, then left the master suite through

nto the closet. It was empty. He ran through it, out to the garage, just in time to see the heavy door d

s waiting at the curb. Christoper opened the back door, slid

out her phone.

sharing settings. She disab

d. Camilla. Every member of the Hamilton c

ne to airplane mode and tosse

ns of Palo Alto blur past her window

respectful. "Miss Blackburn, to

istoper sa

ith her own money, years ago. A pl

free.

vely opened his phone to track her. A cold,

rn has stopped shar

trange, violent sense of

o idea where his wife was. S

ess. He told himself it was just a game. A dramatic, chil

ble place Christoper might have gone. Friends' hous