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Chapter 2 No.2
open directly into the
acket onto the floor without looking back. The air in the apartment was
he smoothed the fabric, her movements practiced and quiet. She
ws, looking out at the city. The lights of Manhatt
tes," he said. He
middle of the room
ace was flushed with alcohol and a simmering aggression that had been build
twitch. She forced it to rel
lked toward the bar cart. "You
. He didn't need to. The smell of the scotch from earlie
," she said softly.
en I say you go t
mmed the glass down on the marble counter.
u stand there like a statue. Do you feel anythi
on it. If she cried, he won
from the previous night. She picked it up. She didn't look at him.
wn her chin, staini
le and looked at him
better?"
ated when she acted broken in a way he hadn't orchestrated.
vy crystal tumbl
t!" he
e glass acro
directly. It smashed again
as
rystal expl
ood there, the wine bottle dangling from her hand
kin. It welled up and began to trickle do
m went
ists. He looked at the blood. His anger seemed to e
runch of glass under his dre
face. His thumb brushed over
eeding," h
d. Her voice was d
tilting her head to the side to insp
omatically. It was a refl
hand. "Go clean yourself up. Yo
fa. He picked up the remote and turned on the
o the bathroom. She clos
the cut. It wasn't deep, but it was lo
red at the blood. It was bright red. It was real. It
buzzed in
was a secure message
lene Horne connection. The ledger me
. The PR crisis manager. The woman who w
ed back
on it. He's vo
blood off her face with cold water. She
, Grayson was on the pho
haven't kicked her out. She's a consultant, technically.
doorway. The wor
sul
n friend. A consultant. A line i
The shards of crystal were sca
began to pick them
her thumb. She watched
something else. A cold, hard resolv
e Horne's secrets. And she would use every shard of thi
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