A man she did not recognize lay sprawled on the granite patio. His eyes were wide open, and even in death the terror in them was palpable. She had seen the look many times. A discarded host. Selena moved past him to the open back door. She stopped and listened. An eerie si...
Jax softly said. “Southernmost wall of the Green Room.” “Roger that,” Shane said. Jax watched Cross from the other side of the room. In less than five minutes, the crowd had swelled exponentially. It didn’t seem to bother Cross, however. He glided in and out of the throng of laughing guests, turn...