Chapter Eighteen
A Friend of the Family
“Oh, thank God!” My heart leapt with joy seeing his face. “You’re here to rescue me!” I could hardly believe my good fortune, but I wouldn’t argue with his sudden and so welcome appearance. Our relationship had always had an element of a theatrical production. Why not this too?
“No, Natalie, not rescue you, but complete you…I’m here to complete you. Rescue is still out of the question.”
I had no clue what he meant. John Zane followed my lover into the room and stood beside him. A small, dark-haired woman stood behind them both, her face hidden, her behavior noticeably acquiescent.
I looked from one man to the other, dumbfounded, my brain working hard for answers. Suddenly, like lightning striking my raggedy mind, I saw the truth appear before
