or, staring blankly at the sterile white tiles between h

cked against

her, holding a steaming paper cup of coffee.

few feet away, her voice dripping with f

Save it, Britany. Keep

econd. Then, she took a step forward, pretendi

a piercing scream. She threw her body weight toward Anabelle, simultaneous

n. She reached out her hands

nabelle forward so it looked like they were

, clutching her reddened arm. Tear

poked their heads

her face twisted in agony. "Sis

were still suspended in

pted from th

st push a s

ffee was

own the hall. Antoine sprinted aroun

t the hell are

rd. He shoved Anabel

the concrete wall. The impact knocked the breath ou

itany into his arms. He frantically exam

bbed into his shirt. "Sister is just ma

ust as he glared at Anabelle. "You are completely unreason

ine's predictable fury. A thin, cold smile touched her lips-not of gu

usual tremor. "But you're bleeding your own resources, Br

convict her; she had already

whispered. The exhaustion in her bon

the wall and

"You are not going anywhere! We are going to h

is fingers off one by one with a look of profound

a closed case. "No thanks, Antoine. Keep your 'talks' for your pa

Your behavior right now is

wooden door of the VIP

hind her. They had a perfect, unobstructed view of the entire hallway. They had seen Britan

the man without a single tear. "What a pathetic performance,"

n is a lost cause

start, but she has something better now-contempt. Martha, find out if

o his arms and carried her toward the burn uni

en, she smoothed out the wrinkles in her dress, turned he