msy front door cr

coiffed, dressed in expensive casua

asp, hand flyin

going on? I was so worr

room, lingering for a moment on my terrif

nstantly. The raging bull

nothing. Just a m

h his expensive,

dripping with false sympathy. She glided further in

ving you trou

a sound o

ook, then turned back to

rah... they cla

eyes wide

Dead? But... that

as if recall

, just the other day. In the city. From a distan

i

as so good at this, so practiced. Planting

eized

told you! S

to David, his

? If she' s 'dead,'

raging face to Tiffany'

s tra

ery," David said, his voice fla

grim satisfacti

one of the two large men who had silently entered b

t a small, w

de, placing a perfectly

upsetting. But Rick needs to know t

ike a viper' s.

iffany. He was staring at

he said, almost to himself, a strange note

t actions, perhaps. To make my s

ion. He saw it as a gift, freely given, because

ing with unshed tears. "And I am eternally grateful. That

ence hang, her i

dn' t she known? Why hadn' t

suspicion that thi