Her shoulders sagged as she placed the candle on the dresser and pulled the window hangings together. Momentarily her fingers tightened on the curtains and she leaned her forehead against the draped window before turning to her bed. First she’d been practically accused of stealing Rhonda’s emeral...
Recalling the terror of that day brought a cramp to her stomach, and she clutched the side of her seat until her fingers ached. She’d hoped never to set eyes on this place again, yet here she was trying to point the way to her reoccurring nightmare. Royce pulled the gig to...