Side Chick Era... Over

Loving DAD 1096

Miles lay there half–naked, shorts clinging to his hips. The room wasn’t the chaotic mess one might expect–only a desk lamp lay shattered on the floor. Nearby, a small camcorder still sat on a tripod.

Sharon was not in the room.

Rick exhaled, but it was no real relief. He wasn’t as oblivious as Silas; the scene made him suspect exactly what Thomas had warned: this was no accident.

Carter’s eyes swept the floor and snagged on the camera. He crossed the room in a few quick strides and pressed play.

Once the secretary had set the device and left, Miles’s mask came off. Seeing the footage, everyone’s understanding crystallized in an ugly instant.

Rick’s face drained of color. Miles had been brazen enough to lay such a trap–how dare he plot like this against them. No matter how much the Kalen family might disdain Sharon, they would never sink to such disgraceful depths.

clear: if anyone had walked in on Miles and Sharon, and she refused to marry

any chance of reconciliation between the Kalen family and Sharon. And given Sharon’s

Rick understood he’d been used as a

was no time for theorizing–Carter and Thomas had no patience for scheming. The

Sharon’s phone was gone. If she’d been drugged, the situation looked grim. Yet the video showed her leaving

the corridor surveillance pulled–search

afford distractions–Johanna’s scandalous photos were exploding across the

unconscious Miles; he wanted, fiercely, to shoot the bastard where he lay.

fast, said, “Call Julliard. I

eyes darkened.

he doesn’t pick up, it’s

anyway. His fingers trembled despite his composed face; the line went through, but nobody answered. His stomach