LOGINThe 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
I don't remember how long I stood there, staring at Marcus in disbelief while a wave of shock washed over me. I felt like someone was playing some sort of sick joke on me, and I didn't find it funny at all. My gaze shifted back to Ethan who had taken off his mask and was staring down at us in disbel
“Holy shit! You look like a princess!”I couldn’t stop giggling like a lunatic as I twirled around the living room, showing off the dress. I felt so pretty, and it was such a nice feeling to unwind after such a hectic day. Rachel and I didn’t leave the office until it started to get dark. Normally I
ETHANI’m not much of a drinker. In truth, I despise alcohol. But there are few moments in a man’s life where the only thing that can make him feel whole again is the cold sting of vodka sliding down the back of his throat. After my fifteenth shot, I felt slightly easier and the knot in my chest lo
“Yeah, it grows on you after a while,” Rachel said. “I’d forgotten how hot America gets in the summer. I still haven’t completely fixed my wardrobe.”“We should do that tomorrow,” I said. “I’ve been meaning to go shopping as well.”We’d finally gotten to the park, and we walked in silence for a whil







