No More Chances, Mr. Thorne

. The Thornes

ed property adjacent to mine, a

bly, found new w

ill waiting for your payday, Elara? My paren

to my herb garden, my c

He looked worse, darker circles under his

linging to his arm, a

glint in his eyes. "And Cassie's pregnant. My par

cloying blackness, and it was actively f

was critically short now.

s supposed pregnancy, wa

or the elderly Thornes who would so

him, just one last

speak, Julian s

, catching myse

his face contorted with an anger that seemed to co

s. He wouldn't liste

ATV engine roaring too close

n ou

, Cassie laughing beh

al herbs I cultivated. Plants that could have, with the right rituals

heritage, my connection

them with a c

ed a new diamond bracelet. "Julian is so good to m

ed a wad of cash from his po

charlatan," he sneered.

ttered in the

tched them leave, th

antic banging on

anor Thorne, their fa

ng. "It's Julian. He collapsed. He's vomiting bl