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.

for herself that

his pocket, then strode after her without

kicked and struggled, but

Watts marched her back toward the

collar with both

pushed her

her usual calm

wanted was to

didn't care what schemes

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. Tomorrow or the day after, I'll take you home on a

her closely. "Maybe you'll be

Silverstein family's

casual, his words cut

him. Still, it

want from me?!" she

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

the type to say exactly what he wanted, without pretending or waiting

That wasn't his style.

to blame Patricia for making him distrustful of most people. But with Elodie, everything

first time, he understood a little of what Patricia used