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"Wow, you're a mess." Timothy gave me a sympathetic smile and handed me a newspaper. "Guess you've seen this."
I groaned. What now? Did the reporters know it was my fault the Kimble case collapsed? I hardly dared to look at it, but I did anyway. Front page news again, but it wasn't exactly what I'd thought it would be.
Assistant D.A. marries Kavanagh after sending brother to prison.
Oh God. The blackness crept up on me from the edges and my throat tightened. Timothy took me by the arm and led me to a chair. He shoved a cup in my hand.
"Just breathe, Amy." He sounded like Zac, yet nothing like him too. Zac's voice was soothing and warm, like melted chocolate I just wanted to wallow in.
Zac…he knew now, for certain. There was no escaping it this time. No running away.
At least he w
