Chapter 22: A Confrontation Between Two Women
(Caroline's POV)
They hadn't seen me yet.
My heart did something stupid and painful inside my chest. I pressed my hand flat against the outside of my trench coat, over the envelope, over my own heartbeat.
*Not today,* I told it. *Not for him.*
I straightened my shoulders, adjusted my sunglasses, and stepped to the side - behind one of the large marble pillars that ringed the atrium. From the shadow of it, I watched them cross toward the reception desk.
Faye was *performing*. I could see it from forty feet away. The half-wince when her foot hit the floor. The way her fingers clutched Dominic's sleeve. The small, brave little smile she gave him when he looked down at her with a frown of concern. She had the whole routine - the fragile
