trict, a place I used to frequent before the accident. I needed to
s a m
d two women at the next table. They were patrons of the arts, the kind of
the Golden Rose?" one said, her voice dripping with pity.
sperate. Especially with Sarah Jenkins at the absolute peak of her powers. David
re. Olivia is the past. A beautiful, t
skin. They didn't hurt, not anymore. They just confi
shadow fell
can't belie
Jenkins. She was radiant, glowing with succ
said, my vo
me without waiting for an answer. "I was so thrilled when I heard you were going t
eyes held a glint of something
Sarah. It' s my li
mean... it's wonderful that you have something t
al whisper. "He told me he wants you to be happy. That's
pocrisy was
out for myse
longed to my mother. It was the one piece of jewelry I n
it. "That's a lovely
I said, my hand inst
ed across the table, her fingers brushing again
cup of coffee. It spilled across the table, drenching the
lying to her mouth in a perfect imitation of shock
vements weren't gentle. They were rough, insistent. Under the guise of h
tug, the ch
lattered ont
" it. The locket fell again, this time landing with a sickening
locket was crushed, bent ou
ake horror. "Olivia, I am so, so sorry. I don
er. And then I looked at Sarah's face. There was no remorse in her eyes. Only a co
He must have been waiting outside. His eyes took in the scene-me, drenc
, his face a m
ned? Are yo
, her voice trembling. "I spilled my coffee,
me. He put his arm aroun
soothed. "It was an accid
is expression shifting
There's no need to make a scen
st a ne
music box wa
en reduced to a series
rst time since he walked in. He saw the cold fur
ropping into a low, warning tone. "She's under
ming me. Over the desecrat
ast affection I might have still harbored for
st the floor. I looked from his face to her
't say
ocket, and walked out of the café, l
ed. It was a message from Jake Rile
opy of a ba
shell corporations to an account belonging to a man w
r was dated
before my
of the puzzle cl
and and the phone in the other. T
quiet prepara
ime to g
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