Blizzard Betrayal, Phoenix Revenge Rises

engine roared, and the car sped away, splashing dirty slush onto the sidewalk as it passed. Through t

I no longer wanted. I looked like a victim. A pathetic, abandoned woman. But I didn' t care.

erced my thin jacket. The cold, relentless and unforgiving, was a physical manifestation of

face. But I couldn't. The tears felt too close to the surface, too dangerous. If I sta

I didn' t know where I was going. I just kept walking, until the cold seeped into

elter against the relentless assault of the sn

wing brighter, closer. The car, a sleek, dark sedan, swerved suddenly. Tires shrieked against the icy pavemen

couldn' t move. C

slammed into the concrete barrier with a sickening crunch. A

, moving with a desperate urgency. He didn' t spare a glance at

ou okay?" His voice was deep, laced with c

earance. My teeth chattered. My clothes were soaked thro

ight of the divorce, the shock of the near-collisi

ment. He smelled faintly of expensive cologne an

ed, his voice firm but gentl

me to his car, gently placing me in the passenger seat. The in

my voice barely a whispe

, his voice decisive. "And my name is Jay

nto a heavy drowsiness. The last thing I remembered was the brig