She sat in the dining suite of the luxury houseboat while Caitlin mixed a large jug of Jack Daniel’s and Coke. Sam accepted the offered glass and stared out the window as she slowly sipped. “Do you remember me telling you about Charli’s sixteenth birthday party years ago? You know, when that guy ...
Her pulse quickened as the deadbolt clicked into the lock, resounding off the walls. The bedroom door hung slightly ajar—just enough light spilling in from the foyer to outline the furniture around the darkened room. His suite was decked out with the thickest drapes she’d ever seen. The band dema...