Vincent took her hand. "So, have you made up your mind?"
"Absolutely," Dorothy said, her voice steady. "I confronted Suzy today. Richard will figure it out soon enough. There's no turning back now—I've got to see this through."
"Who says there's no way out?" Vincent raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "I'm your way out."
Dorothy paused, her eyes searching his. "Thank you."
Without thinking, Vincent reached out and tousled her hair. She blushed slightly, shifting awkwardly. "Um... I'd like to meet Mr. Sonny Friesen."
"I'll come with you," Vincent said, and immediately had Isabella book their flights for later that day.
By 4 PM, they touched down in Dallas. After checking into their hotel, Vincent called Sonny. Just after 6 PM, there was a knock at the door. Sonny, his silv
