After all, there was no denying what had happened. I mean, the bedsheets were a disaster-so much blood-and her legs still ached like she'd run a marathon in high heels.

Jesus...

What the hell kind of mess was this now?

Xander's voice came over the phone, suddenly cold. "You worried I went and finished him off?"

Yvonne's eyes widened. "What? No! God, no. Why would I care about him? He's nothing to me. Honestly, you're my husband-why waste your energy on some loser like that? It's just not worth it, right?"

Worried? That wasn't it at all.

If anything, she'd always been the kind of person to handle her own revenge.

"Seriously, Xander, that's not what this is," she added, just to be clear.

"Where are you?" he asked, his tone still sharp.

"I'm in York," she replied.

"York? That far?" he sounded surprised.

She huffed. "You know Skye's been screwing me over for years. I finally caught up

to her-I wasn't about to let her get away with my stuff again."

Just saying Skye's name set Yvonne's blood boiling. That woman was like a

her treasures since they were kids. Who knew

Yvonne wondered if she'd done something truly terrible in a past life to deserve this

hiding from me?" Xander

on, you know what kind of marriage this

voice faltered a bit,

gave a low, amused

couldn't quite place,

he

She blinked. "Wait-what?"

from the other night. That was

dropped her phone. "Excuse me

already scrambled,

went on, "You made enough noise last night to wake the neighbors. I figured

referring to what Shawn said, about letting Dan take the heat first, let her

maybe she had

unsure. "Can

were

"I said, the other night-it

Silence.

even the air around her had gone quiet. Yvonne's mind was spinning in

He said it was

couldn't be.

"You-you wouldn't dare,"

sounding convinced at

serious. "You really

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