His Secret, Her Doom: A Silent Betrayal

after 2 a.m., the sound echoing

footsteps, unsteady a

at the knot of his tie. His face was flus

his voice raw. "Where

e dim light of the hallway. I just looke

said sing!" he snarled. "Sing the one my m

. I simply shook

me now? After everything I' ve given you? You think

overwhelming. He grabbed my shoulde

utter singer from a swamp city! I

p, my head lolling to the side. I kep

blood from where I had "accidentally" hit my

and I stumbled ba

ystal glass from the bar cart and hurled it against the far wa

ce, fuming. "I' m done wit

the offic

ng a steady, controlled r

t jacket slung over

liberate. I reached into the inner pocket. My

o his pri

into the pock

sound. I sat on my bed, the key a heavy weight in my palm. A k

e. He wouldn' t wake until morning. The engagement party

my plan i

fice. Inside was the ledger, my old, fak

te cab ride away. The first bus heading

oke up, I would

se Ethan' s past had made my own disappearance all the more plausible. H

agement was announced. She walked in as if she owned the place, her eyes sweeping over t

wedding, on solidifying her position. A missing singer would be a

y playing their power games, they wouldn' t

ce in the penthouse was