I shrugged the questions away. I’d find out the answers soon enough—body by bloody, bloody body.

Always take the most unexpected route

Burn, baby, burn,” she muttered in a hard, satisfied voice.
I cleared my throat. “As much as I hate to interrupt the supreme satisfaction you’re taking in watching the mansion blaze to the ground, I’d really
like to get out of here before the whole house collapses on top of us.

I’m going to untangle her deadly scheme, even if it leaves my love affair hanging by a thread.

I embraced that hope for a moment, grabbed onto it with both hands, and held it close like the rare treasure it was. Then I let go of it, let it float away like a butterfly on a bright day, because the darkest part of the night was yet to come, and there was no place for it here.

Really, Gin, did you have to ruin my suit?” he said.
“This was a Fiona Fine original.