cool New York breeze hit her face, a welcome relief from the stuffy tension of t

pounded on the s

He threw his arms out wide, physica

think you're untouchable, Alycia? The high-and-mighty fashion darl

spine w

"You think your little secret about your son is safe? The one you keep hidden from

on of a second. Behind her sunglasses

gressive body language between the two was blood in the water. They swa

y smug. He thought he had found the invi

. She smiled. It was a

ek, black micro-recorder. She held it up right between them. Her thumb

out of the tiny speaker. "You think your little secret ab

hoed over the no

ned the color of ash. He lunged forward, h

dging his sweaty palm. She looked at h

on Law, specifically regarding slander per se, false statements that impugn a profession

laint filed with the Fashion Council's Ethics Co

their microphones past Alycia,

n, care to

sing counsel's child be

wn his face. "It-it was off the re

Alycia cut in, her voice slicing through his pathetic de

ppled through the crowd of reporters. Th

rs squared. "I am a single mother. And my son is the greatest

he front row lowered their

way through the reporters, nearly tripping over his

into her bag. She adjusted her sunglasses, hiding th

r hand, and flagged down a yellow taxi. She pu

Please hurry," s

ut a long, shaky breath. Her stomach churned. The adrenaline was fading, leaving beh

e custom caller ID showed a picture of a little boy

er facial muscles to relax. She picked up the phone and swiped

, ba

e quiet cab. "Mommy! Are you at the airport