Sawyer twisted her long red locks around her fingers, a nervous habit she hadn’t done in years. Corinne quickly cleared her of any guilt associated with Brom Kong’s death, both men spoke of her innocence, yet she felt suspicious of Reece. What was his game? She couldn’t figure it out. What Reece wanted was being taken from him, so why would he help her? It didn’t make sense.
She leaned back into the couch, glad to be in a place that felt a little bit like home. Though she would have much preferred her apartment by herself, she had to settle with this one with Mary Alice and Autumn. At least she was able to vacate the mansion premises. Being there gave her chills, a never-ending feeling that she was being watched. Each move analyzed, as though she were being studied like a lab rat undergo
