INICIAR SESIÓNThe sound of her heels echoed softly against the floor, swallowed whole by the sterile silence of the prison hallway. Each step felt like it was slowly bringing her closer to hell, but her back stayed straight and her head stayed high. She passed rows of locked doors, steel bars and bored guards, an
Three Months Later The fabric was soft against my skin, and so breathtaking that I couldn’t take my eyes off it. I sat in front of the vanity, my hands folded in my lap and trying to breathe evenly as the stylist added one final pin to my hair. I'd always thought I'd cry on my wedding day, but I ha
I was still holding Ethan's hand when the door creaked open again. At first, I thought it was a nurse or maybe a detective back with some update about Marcus's arraignment. But then I saw a cane, and a face I hadn't expected to ever see again. Richard Jones. Ethan froze beside me as he stepped int
I could have sworn I was dead. But then I found myself waking up in a room that was too white and too quiet, and the air smelled like disinfectant and something sterile that clung to the back of my throat. My body ached in too many places to count, and I wasn't sure at first if I was dreaming or i
When I opened the door to my office, I half-expected a ghost. But the man sitting across from my desk wasn't a ghost, even though he looked eerily familiar. He was in his mid to late fifties, wearing a sharp blazer with a well-kept salt and pepper beard, and the kind of eyes that looked like they ha
CALLAHAN The cold hit me the second I stepped outside, but I lit the cigarette anyway. I hadn't touched one in over three years (not since the Donovan case) but something about watching a pregnant woman get wheeled out on a stretcher with a bullet hole through her chest just made the craving imposs
Underestimating an enemy was the biggest mistake one could ever make. I knew that Nate would play dirty, but I had no idea just how dirty things were going to get. That was until I walked into my office the next morning and found an envelope marked ‘CONFIDENTIAL’ sitting on my desk. Shit! I made
"Thanks,” I said. "We're getting close to the truth about Michael," he said. "The investigator thinks he’s found something that might provide more clarity, but we still need some time to make sure it checks out. If it does we'll know soon enough who really killed him. Until then, please watch your
Nate strolled into the office casually, and I watched his reflection through the glass as he paused to look at me for a second. It made my skin crawl when I noticed his gaze sweep down to my butt, and that anger fueled me enough to turn and face him properly. I glared directly at him, while he smirk
“I’m listening,” I said. “Ethan Reynard is one of the richest men in the world,” she said. “And from what I’ve seen on the news, he loves you to pieces, and I’m sure he would do anything to save you.”“What are you suggesting?” I asked. “A hostile takeover,” she said. “If he could buy Nate Hollowa







