tition separating them from the driver was raised, cocooning them in their own world of cold fury
in-streaked city lights blur into long, abstract strokes of color. She fel
wheel so tightly his knuckles were white. He opened his mouth to say something twic
em. The caller ID flashed on the dashboard screen: CAMER
it?" he
Cameron's efficient voice filled the car. "The painting ca
in
, a fresh wave of pa
kward silence. "It's an interesting piece, sir. I did a lit
ing, his eyes fixe
rphosis was their debut piece, shown at a small student exhibition years ago. It caused a bit of a stir,
eptible tremor ran through her. She pressed her lips tog
us artist. It was on the silent, dripping woman beside hi
said, his tone dri
ct. "Sir, regarding Mrs. Pruitt... I was thinking, perhaps a ges
d hung in the air, cl
He remembered her, crouched and crying in the rain. He had told himself it was a performance, but
us said, his voice a low sneer. "A
n. A transaction
orning. Pick out the most expensive set they have. Diamo
ld pay for her silence. It was a la
ard eve
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pensive set
e was talking about her as if she were a problem to be managed, a petulant child to be placated with a shiny
eyes. The lake insid
ilence that returned was a hun
arrives tomorrow, accept it," he ordered. "And
e continued to stare out the window as if he hadn't
ment it rolled to a stop under the portico, June opened her d
nsteady but determined, moving toward
n his gut. It felt like he was watching something slip through
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