CharlieI couldn't think straight. Every minute, my mind drifted back to her, wondering where she was, how she was doing, and hoping Julian hadn't laid a hand on her or my son.I lay in bed staring at the ceiling, telling myself to sleep. But sleep never came.Sometime around two in the morning, exhaustion finally pulled me under. The darkness carried me somewhere I never wanted to see again.A room I didn't recognize.Evelyn lay on the floor while Julian stood over her, his hands were wrapped around her throat.I ran toward them, but my legs refused to move.The distance never closed.I screamed her name, “Eveeeeeeeeey!” yet no sound came out.I bolted upright, the room was dark and silent.I dragged both hands over my face and remained there for a long moment."Madam Laura." My voice carried farther than I intended.Within minutes, my housekeeper appeared at the door, tying the belt of her robe."Sir?""Bring me the whiskey," I requested. "The bottle, not a glass."She studied me b
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