I sighed. "Whatever. Like I said, I don't need you fighting my battles. I can handle myself just fine, thank you very much. Now, hospitals aren't exactly my favorite hangout spots, so can we please go home?" The drive back to the hotel gave me time to process everything that had happened. Strangel
"I would never have been able to forgive myself if Blake had succeeded," he said quietly. I couldn't resist. "Why? Because the love of your life was the mastermind behind the whole thing?" He actually laughed - a short, bitter sound. "Love of my life? Please. Maia is hardly that." "Really?" I
KELLY On our way back to the hotel, I couldn't help but notice that Danny was still vibrating with barely contained rage. His hands were clenched into tight fists, his jaw was rigid, and he looked like he was using every ounce of self-control to keep from punching something. Or someone. "Does
"How could she stoop so low?" I whispered, more to myself than to the manager. "Oh God, Kelly." I ran from that lobby like my life depended on it, heading straight for the police station. Kelly would be there giving her statement, and I needed to see her, needed to make sure she was okay, needed t
DANNY When Maia first appeared at our hotel like some ghost from my past, I was genuinely surprised. Pleasantly surprised, if I was being honest. It was years since high school, and seeing her again brought back a flood of memories - most of them good. What I noticed immediately was how dismissi
"Maia!" a voice called from behind us. I turned to see a man walking through the station entrance, and wow. If this was Maia's brother, the family had definitely won the genetic lottery. He was tall, dark-haired, and had the kind of sharp features that belonged on magazine covers. The resemblance