Chapter 12: Colton's POV
She said yes.
Three days ago, she was a stranger standing in a dusty, rundown countryside house, looking at me she'd seen a ghost.
But now, here she was, sitting in the passenger seat of my car, watching the city skyline grow closer to us through the window.
I'd convinced her, I barely managed to.
"You can't stay in that house," I'd told her.
"It's not safe. The press knows will eventually find you, it's not just the Ashfords and the McKinney that ran this dealings, there are more powerful families involved…”
She'd flinched. "The McKinneys?"
"McKinney Construction had a role in it as well, they're vicious and ruthless,”
She'd looked at the house, and the memories it carrried. It was too quiet, too quite, like the house itself was holding it's breath.
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