9
"Damn," came Zac's voice again. The paper rustled and I wondered if he was reading an article accompanying the picture, or if it came with nothing but a caption. A caption with my name in it.
"What's the problem?" Reece asked. "What does it matter if her picture's in the paper?"
"She's camera shy."
I almost snorted at that. More like marriage shy.
"She looks familiar," Ash said, thoughtful. "What was her name again? It just says mystery woman here."
"Amy. Amy Grant."
Okay, so my name had been left out. It bought me some breathing space. And hell, I needed to breathe right now. I felt like the walls were closing in on me. And the darkness. I fought to keep my heart rate calm, but it was no use. It hammered me hard, urging me to run.
But I couldn't run. Zac and his brothers blocked
