d herself into preparing Gerald's next trea
ry step with Matthew, and, as if on cue, her phon
One million for your tro
alsh contract was worth billions, an
one aside and we
was blown up with messages. Brett had hik
reeked of
nd, without a second tho
d to be cut of
e left early, her heart
mask, and the winner could demand th
o see beneath a mask-the mysterious ma
scene, a voice she knew all too
nswer my messages?" Brett demanded, walkin
e, Caylee noticed Stacey st
hem could have fooled anyone into thinking it was intimate. However, instead of a ge
. Your. B
eel, her ponytail flicking a
age, she had been the compliant, respectf
, she moved with the grace and confide
nned until his eyes landed on
ly win Matthew's favor? Everyone knew
a single protest. Was it possible Caylee had been involved with Matthew all a
.
," Matthew sa
n a crisp suit. Tonight, he gave off a relaxed, dangerous charm,
rd on me out the
surprise. "Wait, y
, but the words were almost swallowed by
he said, "I ca
rtain, he pulled back and
o think; the race w
gines revving and the
hand tightly, whispering anxiously,
" Brett muttered, though his g
r Matthew? Were
wisted his
eyes lingered on Caylee, and
t stay alive!
banners snapping in the wind as the cars sped down the track. At the front, a fie
, the undefeated champion for thre
ever, on the final turn, Caylee accelerated, s
, the roar of the cr
g through her. Her gaze shifted to the black car parked nearby. Throu
man behin