How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

She said the words out loud, but deep down, she was terrified.

That place was dangerous enough on its own, and now, with Quinn hunting him, what were Jarrod's real chances of making it out alive?

Panic crashed over her, her heart hammering so hard it hurt.

She refused to accept it.

Watts straightened, looming over her from above. "What's done is done. Why force something that's already broken? Elodie, it's time to wake up. Men's flaws run deep-you can't change them, can't redeem them. If he's failed you once, he'll do it again."

He knew Elodie wasn't ready to face the possibility of Jarrod dying out there.

But it didn't matter.

Barring a miracle, the outcome was all but certain.

Elodie didn't want to hear another word. She spun on her heel and headed for the

car.

She'd find Jarrod herself.

herself that he was still

strode after her without another word. Without asking permission, he swept an arm around her waist, hauling her right off

struggled,

her back toward

with

pushed her to the

up her usual

she wanted was

didn't care what schemes

her back to her room. He didn't linger or touch her more than necessary; he set her down by the bed, gazing down at her. "Don't look at me like that. I've already requested a flight route.

head, watching her closely. "Maybe you'll

Silverstein family's

to sound casual, his words cut like a

didn't believe him.

want from me?!" she shot back,

realized something I really do like you, Elodie. No lies.

was the type to say exactly what he wanted, without pretending

That wasn't his style.

him distrustful of most people. But with

first time, he understood a little of what Patricia used to