Chapter 3
Angie watched as Marcus was hauled away and there was nothing she could do to stop it. Without even realizing what she was doing, she was pounding her fists against the door, yelling his name. Then there were hands on her, yanking her back, telling her she had to leave. She shrugged out of their grasp, yelled, “Okay, okay, I’m leaving!” and left as the stunned guards watched her go.
Outside her mood didn’t improve. After leaving New York and settling down in Charming, Angie didn’t know if she could live in a big city again. She hated the feeling. Marcus had been transferred to Tucson to await his trial and she didn’t relish the drive back to Charming with Branson next to her.
He wasn’t a bad man by any means. On the contrary, he was a good man. Angie had made complete
