Chapter 29

• It wasn’t until I was back in my apartment that I let out the loudest, hardest scream of frustration and disillusionment. I must have screamed “fuck you!” over and over again, and I may or may not have broken my iPad during my Hulk-like tirade.
• He was going to get his way, Landon Fontaine, if I didn’t think of something fast. Dan Tierney would be walking through the city, his ego stroked and swollen. He’d go after Rose. He’d find a new target. Or he’d do worse. I just couldn’t allow that.
• But in that very moment, my head hurt. I had a blinding headache, and my neck and back ached horribly. I swallowed two aspirin and kicked off my shoes. Then I climbed into bed, not bothering to remove my dress.