Seduction,
Disgrace?
Zoe Bell's breath sank, and she hurriedly called William Hale, but he didn't answer. Zac Cruz and Kyle Lowe were also unreachable. About half an hour earlier, William had sent her a message.
She had been dancing and hadn't seen it.
[I am at Licoon Hotel, the desserts here are not bad, want some?]
She didn't even have time to change out of her practice clothes as she rushed outside, clutching her car keys, her face filled with urgency.
"Sister-in-law, where are you going?" Wyatt Hale was sitting on the living room carpet, engrossed in a video game connected to the TV.
"Got something to handle."
"I'll come with you."
"No need."
"It's almost dark, it's not safe for you to go out alone."
Wyatt could tell something was off. His brother lately had been "no friends if he's got a girl," and if the sister-in-law had any sort of accident, his brother would skin him alive. So he, still in pajamas, dragging his slippers, hopped into the passenger seat.
