The Man She Forgot To See

ap motel I was staying in. "Matthew Clark & Associates req

hew Clark was all over my journal, the source of so much of Jocelyn's obsessi

e bar, nursing a club

but her face was a mask of fury. She m

to be out of the spotlight, can you

alking about," I said hones

enomous. People were starting to stare. "You thought you c

ank. I felt nothing. No anger, no sadn

o enrage her more than a

lass of red wine from a passing waiter. "I gave you everyth

ass at me. The cold, sticky wine soaked the front of m

, that's

He stepped between us, his fiancée on his arm. He looked at

years," Matthew said, his voice firm. "Whatever your i

outh opening and closing, sp

heveled suit lunged from the crowd, screaming about a hostile takeover and ru

erself in front of Matthew, a

ough to intervene. I could have push

d no

tached indifference as the blade flashed. The man's

bleeding arm, and her eyes locked with mine. In that moment, as she sta

tten her. The man who would have died for