s International Airport. The heavy scent of jet fuel an

at the top o

i-circle at the bottom. The Kirk family butler stoo

ne flat and commanding. "The Senator expec

ized sunglasses. She did

r, saw the family guards, and sh

icked his wrist. Two of the fixers

shattered the noi

ugh the security checkpoint. They didn't slow down. The lead Escalade whipped in

and tactical earpieces poured out. They formed a soli

of the second vehicle. He adjusted

s the tarmac. "Senate Majority Leader Lawson

face flushed with anger. "This is a

He slapped it hard against the butler's chest. "Emergency p

s on the grips of their holstered weapons. The metallic click of

licked rhythmically against the metal. Sh

d Cadillac. The heavy door slammed s

ving the Kirk family vehi

r past life, she had been shoved into that Lincoln and driven straight

Georgetown. The gates swung open, revealing a fort

r. She forced her breathing

ood in the foyer. She wore a sharp, navy-blue power

rame. A flicker of genuine pity cross

tumbled forward, her shoulders shaking, and buried her