Inside the hospital room, Damian's right leg was swathed in a thick cast, hoisted high in the air.
The TV rolled nonstop, with the breaking news that Julia had been taken into custody by Interpol. Every last detail of her real identity had been dug up and exposed for the whole world to see.
She was never some high-society socialite. She was nothing but a legendary pro card shark who'd cut her teeth scamming casinos overseas. She'd toyed with Damian's heart, stolen a huge chunk of his racing team's shares.
And to make it all worse, she'd pinned the entire money laundering rap firmly on Damian.
The second Damian saw me push open his hospital room door. That dead, empty gloom in his eyes suddenly burst into wild, desperate hope.
"Emma! You're here! I knew you wouldn't just abandon me!" P
