From Mr. Preston, she'd heard a name—Chloe Coleman!
She didn't know how to tell Yara about this. Last time, her poor handling of a situation had gotten her friend killed. What on earth was she supposed to do this time?
She truly had no idea...
Ian Shannon paused for a moment, then broke into a cheerful laugh almost a second later. "Of course! My place is your place, stay as long as you like!"
Henry Lester's car slowly pulled into the villa's driveway. The two of them got out without a word and walked inside, one after the other. Yara Quillan stared at Henry Lester's back in front of her, her mouth opening to speak, but she hesitated. Henry hadn't pressed her for answers, he hadn't even spoken, but that silence was all the more terrifying.
'Sigh. What a complicated relationship.'
