Love Galore
JAVI
Penelope Castalano is so much like her sister. With the sassy mouth to boot.
Using a body from the morgue to fake her death was one of the best ideas I’d ever had, and while the FBI withheld her untimely demise and its grisly forest details from the public and press, they’d planned in the background to smoke her killer out.
Insider circles buzzed with the nefarious news, and Jackson’s partner-in-crime—sometimes literally—put his private investigation skills to the test, scoping out which circles buzzed the loudest.
Which brought them to Langley.
And nobody knew the prideful prick’s haunts more than me. We hit every one of them.
An hour passes then two. The deepening dusk becomes darker and with every minute that passes, my rage grows, my desire to get my hands on La
