“I’m here.” The text message from Alexander appeared on Elena’s screen and immediately, her heart began beating faster.
This was it. The sleepless night and all, boiled down to this evening.
She took a deep breath and stared at herself in the mirror one last time.
The dress Alexander had sent fit her perfectly. Her hair was neatly styled, and she looked far more elegant than she usually did.
But no amount of expensive clothes could calm her nerves.
She was terrified.
What if she said the wrong thing?
What if Patrick asked questions she couldn’t answer?
What if he saw through their lie immediately?
Shaking her head, Elena grabbed her purse and headed downstairs.
The moment she stepped outside her apartment building, she stopped.
A black luxury car was parked by the curb.
And sta
