the end of the long, cobblesto
ing the collar of her trench c
ed, and Miller the butler stood there. He gave her a brief
rand foyer, the sound of
oom. Burke was standing over Brielle, who w
ack!" Brielle wailed.
lle sat up, wiping her eyes, and glared at her. "You
mpletely. She looked at
speak, but a heavy, rhythm
Thud
the main staircase. He leaned heavily on a wooden cane, h
my house?" the General bellowed, his
pine stiffening. "Sir, this is a
a. "A Woods girl, breaking off an engagemen
gaze without flinching. "General, this is between
at her steel. Then his anger redirected. "If it's over, it's over!
, Daddy? It's just a piece o
e floor. The crack was like a gunsho
mouth hanging open.
don't steal! We don't wear other people's scraps like beggar
hot a venomous look at Christina, then fle
eral's hand shot out, grabbing his
silence. Christina felt a grim satisfact
glare on her. "Take you
curt nod. "Than
ly defeated. He signaled to Mill
turned carrying a small velve
e silver pendant sat nes
There, on the surface, were three deep, fresh scratches acis face hard. "Take it. A
k, raced up her arm. She snapped the box shut and slipped it into the deep pocket of her. Behind her, she heard the General start to berate
locked the doors. Her hands were shaking. She
the estate shrinking in the rearview mirror. The ca
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