Starla's intuition was spot on. Fairfax was highly suspicious of her death, which was why he refused to sign the divorce papers.
But he underestimated Yardley's cruelty.
Yardley had given him twenty-four hours. If he missed the deadline, the consequences would be catastrophic.
His phone buzzed, dragging him out of his dark thoughts. It was Darian Lynn.
"Speak," Fairfax answered, his tone rough. With Amos gone, he had no one to talk to, though Darian hardly counted as a confidant. Their paths had diverged wildly since Marina City.
"Is it... is it true?" Darian's voice cracked.
"Is what true?"


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