rage and disbelief. He pointed a shaking finger at Mark. "She gave you everything!

public accusation hung in the air, heavy and ugly. The party atmosp

ing him on moments before, now looked at the floor, at their drinks, an

ear that?

sed up, man.

k his money, but this was a line even they wouldn' t cross. Ma

back at Mark. The smile was gone from her face, replaced by a look of dawning horror a

r reaction. His

?" he snarled at her, hi

ing, Mark. It's just

ound of his palm connecting with her cheek was sha

n pain, her hand flying to her re

Mr. and Mrs. Smith

bag again, but this time he pulled out a much thicker wad of cash

ing with venom. "You' re paid to sit here and look pr

as replaced by fear. She sniffled, wiped her tears, and forced a shaky, unnatura

k and took a long, slow sip, ignoring the dozens of pairs of eyes burning into him. He was the kin