Chapter 185

Timothy pulled his robe from the wardrobe, draping it over his arm. His expression remained calm, lips parting as if to speak, but when he looked at Jessica's almost unreadable face, he thought better of it and left the master bedroom without a word.

The guest room was right next door. He headed straight for the bathroom.

After showering, Timothy settled onto the bedroom balcony, lit a cigarette, and dialed Vince.

"Did you get that wound taken care of?"

Vince's first words cut straight to the point.

"Yeah."

"How'd you manage to hurt your neck? Bled a lot, didn't you?"

Vince probably had an idea, but asked anyway.

"Got bitten by a sweet little kitten with a mean streak," Timothy replied dryly.

"That sounds dangerous. Did you get a shot?"

Timothy took a deep drag, exhaling smoke. "Vince, I didn't call to chit-chat. Do you

messed up my plans?

up to you with

half-smile. "You're good at keeping score, aren't you? One project doesn't

offended without knowing, I

Timothy didn't bother.

Jessica-no money, nowhere

come

And yet...

Vince was

you buy from her for

needed to know where

"Paper cutouts."

have a hard time believing you're not

for

to know Timothy had frozen Jessica's accounts,

me for nothing. It really was for the paper cutouts. Oh, and I forgot to tell you—three days from now, my grandfather's turning seventy. We're having a party at the

been a master at traditional paper cutting. Larkin had a

that kind of money... It was laughable. Those trinkets weren't even worth pocket change, let alone good enough for Larkin's

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