Chapter 120

• Ivy glided to the dining table, attempting to pour herself a glass of wine, but her hand hovered over the glass bottle, her fingers hesitating like a bird poised for flight. She sighed, her breath escaping with a sharp whoosh as she laid her hand down on the table.
• "How can I bring myself to eat or drink anything after what happened?"
• Zack glanced at her, rising to his feet, his gaze softening as he approached her. His comforting hand stroked her shoulders while he tilted his head toward her ear. "It will be over soon. Finally, we found a lead; it will be only a matter of time before the mastermind is revealed."