ol, textured wallpaper of the hallway, the pattern pressing into her cheek. The corridor stretched before her, a dizzying tunnel of dim light
y lights, a glass of untouched whiskey on the table beside him. His business a
irmed for 6 a.m. The car will
um of anxiety that had been building all evening. He'd told himself i
le beneath the suite's soundproofing. Like a kitten's
dows. Cody Tucker. He saw Chloe swaying aga
m. His grip was like a vise. "You don't look so goo
lway, away from the main lounge,
raitor. All that came out was a strangled gasp. Desperation gave her a fina
lp.
puff of sound, instantl
enthouse, Ju
premonition he'd felt years ago on a rain-slicked road, just moments before the sound of screec
He didn't wait for a response. He strode out of t
m was occupied. Panicked, he shoved her towards the heavy door
behind them, plunging
of imminent danger was a physical pressure in the air. His senses were on high alert, his gaze sweeping the area like a pr
vered the distance in seconds, his f
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