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

up my

it up to you

lips curled into a cold half-smile. "You're good at keeping score, aren't

offended

Timothy didn't bother.

for Jessica-no money, nowhere to go. It was

matter of time. If she didn't come home today, or tomorrow,

And yet...

Vince was

you buy from

to know where Jessica's money came

"Paper cutouts."

and sharp. "I have a hard time believing you're not

for thirty

had to know Timothy had frozen Jessica's accounts, and now he'd just handed

forgot to tell you—three days from now, my grandfather's turning seventy. We're having a party at the house. Be there and bring your wife. My grandfather

Timothy's memory. Larkin's first love had been a master at traditional paper cutting. Larkin had a thing for collecting them, and over the years, his obsession had

little paper dolls Jessica made with Henry for that kind of money... It was laughable.

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