As soon as the pair disappeared into the heavy glass doors of the showroom, Sienna Flynn’s car pulled up to the curb. Her face was flushed with the quiet adrenaline of a successful—if chaotic—transaction. Dominic Mylod climbed into the passenger seat, offering a soft smile that betrayed nothing of the drama he had just witnessed. He decided to keep the sordid details of Carly Sprung’s betrayal to himself for the moment; Sienna had enough on her plate without the burden of her former classmate’s crumbling morality.
Once they returned to the quiet sanctuary of their home, Dominic waited until Sienna was occupied before stepping onto the balcony to call Casey Yabut. The line clicked open, and Casey’s voice crackled with a forced, weary cheerfulness.
" Mr. Mylod! I didn't expect to hear from
