Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Frankie wanted to remind him, “She cheated on you.”

But he knew he would be screwed if he told his boss that, so he remained silent. He just hoped that fact wouldn’t come back to bite them both.

Yates heard their conversation. He said to Carlos, “Put your work up for now. Enjoy the show. That’s why I asked you along.” Yates had a loud and husky voice. Carlos heard him clearly.

“You know better than anyone else why I’m here.” Carlos kept his head lowered. He signed his name at the bottom of a file and moved on to the next one.

Yates sneered. He knew Carlos thought he was bullied into coming here.

“You used to be made of sterner stuff,” Yates said.

silent as if he heard

was over at 10:30 p.m. Carlos had ducked out, using the VIP passage during intermission. He was still ambushed by a hundred reporters. They spotted him

dung. The night was Lit

on Carlos and Debbie three years ago and grown fat from the proceeds. Now, they

and Debbie were

concert was enough to keep

carried more fiction than

Debbie still loved each

and they were getting

them were bold enough to actually interview Carlos. They were Like

were not afraid

the concert ended, they

too cruel, Curtis had