The movers were half an hour late and she was past ready to get the hell out of Chase’s apartment. She’d already found a new place. That was a ray of sunshine in an otherwise horrific week. She hadn’t been to the lawyers yet, but contacting the kids was out of the question at the moment. Emily s...
Chase said it softly, but she still caught it over the raucous laughter in the Mexican restaurant, El Paso. “Thank you.” She’d chosen a spicy red number which clung to her form, with a low neckline and for the evening. He’d phoned ahead to tell her they were going to El Paso and she’d been overj...
She couldn’t call in case it spurred on another outburst from her murderous ex-husband, but she’d followed the kids to school one day and seen they were unharmed. Amanda was another story. She had no idea what had become of her friend, but she was frustrated. What could she do? Amanda had chosen ...