Thursday. Luxe Ibiza Hostel, Cala Gració, Ibiza.
JENNIFER WALKED TOWARD THE main house in a daze.
What the hell had she just seen? What in the ever loving hell was that? When was it?
She hadn't left Milan's side in the last two weeks. Scratch that, the last month. That meant the footage was from before her birthday party. Jennifer combed back through her memory, trying to recall a black, slinky dress. But there was nothing. Milan had been all about color lately.
Only...
Jennifer had taken three days off. It was on that last long weekend when Milan had been at home. Jennifer had the long weekend because they'd known the birthday trip was coming. Since Milan was going to be around her father and his security, a little time off had been reasonable. Jennifer hadn't needed to concern herse
