toward the screen.

Grant whispered hoarsely, “What did you do?”

I looked at him calmly.

“What you should’ve done,” I said. “Kept copies.”

Part 3

Vanessa lunged toward my phone.

I stepped aside before she reached it. She stumbled in her heels, clipped the edge of a table, and sent three champagne glasses crashing onto the floor.

“Turn it off!” she screamed.continue reading …