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lawed at skin that should have been bruised, expecting the rough burn of a rope, but her fingers met only smooth, sweat-slicked flesh.
an antique Tiffany lamp, heavy and expensive, the kind that cost more than her entire tuition. It didn't belong in her life, not th
thumping that clashed with the silence of the death she remembered. Jane grabbed t
4, 2014.
d. The bile rose in her throat, acidic and sharp. This was the night of Th
hroom. Her hands gripped the cold porcelain of the sink so
re no bags under the eyes from years of cheap whiskey and sleepless nights. There was no
nded on the bedr
erella! The ga
n's friends. Jane's shoulders hunched instinctively, a muscle memo
tremblin
laced by a flat, dead calm. It was the look of someone
shed it onto her face, scrubbing away the last remnants of
an forcing a funnel into her mouth. The trust fund documents she had signed without reading because she was desperate f
a pair of tweezers, her fingers steady. The original plan had been so smal
m where she'd dug a nail into her palm.
o the empty room, looking at the
off to find easier prey. Jane went to the closet. A conservative, pastel dress hung there, the one she had
c material, but it was silent. She dressed quickly. She checked the pockets, empty now. The desperate, foolish plan
oom plunged into darkness. She m
he pool thumped against the glass. Beyond the manicured gardens, the woods wer
he door. She climbed onto the sill and swung he
ose. She crouched low, moving behind the hedges. She knew where the security cameras were. She had reviewed
he expansive stone bal
curled up into the night air. He was bored. The Norman family disgusted him, but business re
w mov
pool. Hudson paused, the cigarette halfway to his mouth. He narrowed his eyes. He recognized the silhouette. It was
ke a charity case. She w
n the pool area. Alejandra was there, holding court in a shimmering silver gown. S
anger. No shame. Just the cold calculat
Alejandra's schedule better than Alejandra did
e darkness of the path leading to the woods. The wind rustled t
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