Constance
After our little foray, Gabriel carried me to his sharp, sporty Nissan. Slowly, he eased me onto the passenger’s seat and seconds later, we were speeding through the parking lot, into the surrounding streets, and heading out of the city towards home.
Only when we were out of the city limits did he break the silence. “You need to tell me how you know him Constance. Now!” There was no give, no room for argument. Not that I was going to argue with him now.
Taking a deep breath, I told him. Told him everything. How I fell in love with the upstart lawyer. How, even after Keith changed, I stayed by his side. How I watched as he lost himself to the darkness and when I went to walk away, Allen found me and recruited me. I told him how I be
