From Fiancée to Felon

ex Thorne' s promotio

punch bowl, her s

room, accepting congratulation

m cut throug

mbled into the room, clothes t

a shaking fi

to me! Sarah! S

voice was

ing to steal Rex, th

ilent. All eyes

ld. This was

his face a mask of concern.

appened,

dragged me outside... hit me...

h. They were not the eyes of the man

s voice was l

ouldn' t..." Sarah beg

her wail. "She' s

xed on Sarah. He belie

fell lik

er my fiancée. Yo

hout. He did

tentiary. The old

wd. The old wing was a ruin

, "is to rehabilitate one hundred of our most hopeless. Counsel

e. It was a death wa

give way, but she fo

questions. Ju

ears

tone was cold, damp, a

ss was still there, buried deep, but her

survived

y door to her sec

re. Older, lines of power e

o see her bro

her clothes patched,

body a map of old injuries. He never spoke, but he was always near Sarah, a silent

ed. "I see you' v

idn' t

ooth, like he was offering a gift. "Show remorse. Admit your... mista

m. The man she onc

voice was qu

eyes narro

to be remorsefu

nd Thorne. She was perfectly dr

orn. Rex is being generous.

to John Doe, then back

creature? Rex, darling, sh

e poison, dripping

iance, her connection to this inmate

Sarah," Thorne said, hi