Chapter 48
JESSE
Lance was still woozy, shaking off the last of the sleep aid. The pot of tea Vivian had brewed for him sat
forgotten on the coffee table, half-empty.
“She could have killed me,” Lance grumbled. “What if I overdosed?”
I glanced toward the kitchen, noting the scrap piece of paper hastily sho...
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