Serena’s POVI pull up to Matt’s place, my stomach twisting as I see an ambulance parked out front and a few neighbors gathered, their voices low and concerned. Inside, the atmosphere is thick, heavy with an uneasy quiet. The doctors are tending to Matt’s mom, who lies in her bed, frail and pale, h
Serena’s POVMy face is soaked but the tears won’t stop. Matt sits across from me. He stares in the distance as if his mind is somewhere far away.“She didn’t want a funeral,” he says. “That was her choice. Just a cremation… keep things simple.” He swallows, still looking away. “She said it was bett
Bill’s POVSleep isn’t happening tonight. Serena is with some guy who looks like he walked out of a boxing ring. Or a GQ ad. Broad shoulders, trim waist. Arms that look like they could crush steel. He’s younger too — by at least five years, maybe ten.I roll over, punch my pillow, and try to settle
Serena’s POVI’ve always thought a gun would feel lighter, but this thing is solid in my hands, heavier than I expected. I glance over at Matt who’s standing close. The shooting range hums with distant pops and cracks, and even though I know we’re safe here, a nervous tingle runs down my spine. “L
Serena’s POV"What’s wrong with you, Matt?"The question shoots out before I can soften it. I’m still tense from the way he was firing, shot after shot slamming into the target with this angry energy that felt more than a little out of place. He’s usually calm, even a little smug. But just now? That
Bill’s POVThe day drags on in endless meetings and presentations, but it’s not work that’s on my mind.I’m pacing myself through the latest client pitch for Pinnacle AI’s predictive analytics suite, listening to the client’s questions with one ear while I mentally check off my list for the day. The
Bill’s POV“You should’ve told me,” I manage, the frustration thick in my voice. “I would’ve made sure the one who tried to assault you paid for it.”Serena looks away, jaw clenched. “It doesn’t matter, Bill.”But it does matter. She almost got violated, and yet she’s here, acting like it’s somethin
Bill’s POV“Adam Pritchard. That’s his name.”James hands me the picture, and the second I see his face, it all comes back. He’s the guy who had the audacity to escort Serena to her company launch, that smug grin plastered on his face like he belonged by her side. That asshole.“What are you gonna d